Jack Beach/2.0 and Prior

Early Life
Jack was born in Baltimore, MD to middle class working parents. He was a varsity lacrosse player but got injured right before walk-on tryouts at the University of Maryland. He led a quiet, ho-hum life of mediocrity selling residential and commercial real estate. Bored of his existence, he dabbled in off-track betting where he went on wild swings of wins, but mostly losses, betting on horse racing. He got in too deep and the bookie came to settle up, with the help of men in tracksuits carrying bats. Jack struck a deal to work off the debt by trafficking unknown materials to various places around the United States. This was perfect for the bookie's associates due to Jack's clean life and record. Fate caught up with Jack while on a drop in Nevada just outside of Las Vegas. As he was about to leave the car carrying the unknown items, dozens of blacked-out SUVs marked "DEA" on the side swooped in and arrested Jack on the spot. Jack never dealt with such heat before, and cracked immediately under the pressure. Jack gave up the bookie and his associates, and had to strike another deal, this time with the DEA. In exchange for Jack's cooperation, the DEA re-settled Jack in Los Santos under the witness protection program.

New Life in Los Santos
Jack arrived at LSIA in September 2019, starting fresh, and had to find work to get by. Jack enjoyed the driving part of the alleged drug trafficking, so he headed to the job center and signed up as a delivery truck driver. For a few months, Jack became a major material supplier for Flippy, but the box truck became too much work to drive around. Jack needed a change.

Tow Trucking Is Dangerous
Tired of the repetition of driving the damned box truck, Jack bought a tow truck second hand and started Ginger Jack's Tow Service as a freelance owner/operator. Jack quickly learned that people in Los Santos are willing to commit heinous acts of violence if you try to tow their car, even when it is parked illegally. Jack was a naïve, gullible guy who didn't like conflict. As hard as he tried to de-escalate situations, offering heavily discounted impounds, people still would attempt to murder Jack over a small fee. Jack knew he had to toughen up, so over time, he became less and less nice and accommodating to unhappy people. This came to a head when Jack was towing a car parked illegally outside of Pillbox Medical, right in front of a sign that said "No Parking." Upon hooking up the car to his truck, a blonde, scruffy man by the name of James "Apples" Appeller came around and demanded his car to be taken off the truck. Jack said no, then Apples pulled out a crowbar to show Jack he meant business. Jack, who had toughened up, pulled his legally owned firearm and shot Apples in the face as he was swinging the crowbar at Jack. Apples was impressed by the way Jack handled the situation, and offered Jack a job as a tow truck driver for Lot Q. Jack was stun locked by the job offer, and accepted without really knowing what he was about to get into.

The Lot Q Wars
Jack's tenure as a tow truck driver/intern at Lot Q/Steele Family Towing was both adventurous and tumultuous. Within the first weeks of the job, Lot Q was the subject of multiple criminal and civil cases that upended the business. Apples was fined for taking government money and not distributing to his employees as the money was earmarked. Multiple conflicts with just about every gang in the city made the Lot Q workers on edge every day, dealing with drive bys, tanker trucks, and kidnappings. As it turns out, gang members really don't like paying to get their cars out of a private impound that cost the same as a gas station sandwich. A new lot sprung up, Lot T, down the street from Pillbox. Half the people from Lot Q went to work at Lot T, and thus began the Lot Wars. Jack remained loyal to his supervisor, Bred Baker, and Lot Q, who fought the dirty, nasty T-Boys for control of the parking market. At the end of the war, another court case involving dropping a judge from an airplane by Lot Q employees essentially ended the conflict. Lot T shut down, while Lot Q was ordered by the court to relocate to Harmony. Thus began the beginning of the end of Lot Q.

Living in Harmony
The move to Harmony was a big adjustment for Jack and most of the Lot Q workers. The court awarded Jordan Steele ownership of the parking lot surrounding the Dollar Pills, pet shop, and clothing store on Route 68. The towing business continued as normal. Steele Family Towing was legally allowed to charge for parking at the lot, just as they were at Lot Q. There was a very large contingent of the criminal underground who frequented the Dollar Pills at all times of the day. This meant there were a lot of customers, whether they liked it or not. The Lot workers got back to business of holding down the lot to get what they were legally owed. A lot of people did not like to pay for parking to visit the Dollar Pills, but it was also very lucrative.

The End of Lot Q
After a month or so of holding down Harmony, splinters began to form amongst the workers and management. Bred Baker, Jack's supervisor and closest friend in the city, was fired from the Lot. Sai Carter was also fired, but Jack didn't really like him because Sai was a dick. Willy Glory, Rudy Chalk, and Jack remained loyal to Bred, but in secret, due to the management requiring loyalty oaths and contracts that resembled indentured servitude. Jack went along with it because the money was good, but secretly plotted with Bred to undermine the tyrannical management. More and more people quit, and Steele Family Towing no longer had the resources to continue their firm grip on the towing and parking market. As winter passed, a large tsunami swept through the city and everything Jack did and experienced was lost.