Alexander "Dutch" Williams

When the cataclysm struck, any sense of order or control in the major cities ceased to exist along with most everything else. However, in surrounding towns, there was one bastion of organization left; organized crime. Branch offices of major gangs and crime families found themselves sitting around blasted craters and power vacuums. In Lake Zurich, a small town outside the ruins of Chicago, the fight for control of the area has gone on almost since the nukes fell.

Dutch Williams was a member of the Shadows, the biggest gang in Lake Zurich, but when another, better equipped gang came in from another township and took the town, Dutch packed up himself and his young wife Emma and headed west, rather than die with the rest of the gang. Within six months, he and she found themselves in Newton, and right when Corwin Grey was looking for employees.

It wasn't long before Dutch was working as a "security consultant" for the man, as he's done for the past few years, arranging guard shifts and protection schemes for Grey's assets. The boss has come to depend more and more on Dutch, and has been trusting him to manage things while he's otherwise occupied. It's good, honest work, and a hell of a lot less dangerous than being a footsoldier. However, while he's plenty good at his job, being a gangster only really taught Dutch how to do one thing, and... well, let's just say that there have been a few opponents to Corwin that haven't made it into town. The boss doesn't know anything about this, of course; in fact, no one in Newton knows what Dutch used to be, and he wants to keep it that way; while he's only been here a short few years, and he's only met William Newton a handful of times, this town, and the Newtons, have given him a second chance.

For the most part, Dutch thought he'd finally found something approaching a normal life, both for himself and for Emma, especially now that Emma is... but not even Dutch knows that, not yet. However, a few days ago, an email came in for Dutch, from an undisclosed location. It seems like a good number of the Shadows had the same idea Dutch had, but that they'd also arranged to meet up after the bloodshed was over. The email was mostly pleasantries, but Dutch could read the meaning hidden in the words; the Shadows are looking for a new place to set up camp, somewhere away from the fighting and politics of the East Coast... and they'll be sending someone to visit Dutch soon.