Jimmy Lorenzo is 23 born in Brooklyn, NY. Jimmy is Italian born into a large family. Jimmy a year out of high school was struggling to find a stable job to support himself. One day while Jimmy was looking around for places hiring he came across a restaurant called “Paninos”. He decided to take a step inside to see if they were hiring. He was greeted by a fairly large man in his mid 40’s with a big smile on his face. The large man introduced himself as “Donnie” and that they were looking for a new employee. After a while of talking about the hours and pay, it came time for Jimmy to give Donnie his full name and age etc… When the last name “Lorenzo” was said Donnie lit up with an even bigger smile than the one previous. Donnie reached forward giving Jimmy a hug much like a big bear. Jimmy caught by surprise lightly pushed Donnie off of him creating a few feet in distance. Donnie with a smile still on his face says “You don’t remember me, Jimmy?”. Jimmy shakes his head taking a few more steps back, relaxing his shoulders looking Donnie in the eyes. “It’s Uncle Donnie you fucking chooch!” Donnie says chuckling afterward holding his arms out to his sides. Jimmy shakes his head again before speaking “What are you talking about fatso?”. Donnie with a noticeable frown on his face from the mean comment speaks in a serious tone looking around the room “It means I’m your dad’s brother you fucking idiot”. Donnie takes a few steps in reaching his hand out behind Jimmy slapping him in the back of the head, wrapping one arm around Jimmy’s upper body. Jimmy reaching back rubbing his head after the slap speaking timidly “Since when asshole?”. Donnie lets out a loud sigh guiding Jimmy to walk with him to the kitchen of the restaurant. Jimmy lets Donnie guide him looking around the room while walking. Donnie stops the walking when they reach the inside of the kitchen crossing his arms a centering himself in front of Jimmy. “God damn Jimmy boy, you got tall since I last seen ya” Donnie says chuckling reaching down to his large belly resting his hands there. Jimmy shakes his head speaking more comfortable “My dad never said he had a brother” shrugging afterward. “Yeah, he always told me he wanted better for you” Donnie says reaching one arm out patting Jimmy’s shoulder. “The fuck is that supposed to mean?” Jimmy says raising one eyebrow obviously confused. Donnie shakes his head moving his arm from Jimmy’s shoulder back to his side “You wanted to work here right? If so you’ll find out soon enough Jimbo”. Jimmy with a still noticeable confused look on his face, nods his head. “Let’s take a step in my office I’ll fill you in on your job and we can talk about your father a little bit” Donnie says turning around taking a few steps to his office Jimmy following seconds afterward.
Jimmy soon after his meeting with his uncle became involved in his families mob quickly making a name for himself and earning respect from the made men. Jimmy was assigned to meet a contact in Dublin, Ireland on the hopes of a get rich quick scheme involving illegal firearms being dealt to Chenaraus resistance fighters. Jimmy meets the contact and soon took the trip to the war-stricken country. The infection hitting left Jimmy and a few others from the firearms deal stuck in the country, trying to survive and settle themselves in this now almost totally destroyed country.