In 2062 infighting between the krewes started up. It was mostly a cover for a war between the Zobob and the Mafia. La Dame du Morte, Dona Miriam Kozlowski, with help from the Batistas in the Carribean league started fighting back. This went on for several years in sort of an open secret.

The straw that finally broke the camels back came in 2064. The Mossino family of the New Orleans Mafia decided that enough was enough. Miriam's war with the Zobob had taken its toll on the Mafia and allowed the Yakuza to make inroads on Mafia territory, particularly in prostitution. Eduardo "Silverhand" Mossino took his shot at Miriam forcing the Romero family to choose sides. The Romero family split more or less 60 - 40 in favor of the Mossino family. The mob war took another several years to settle out. All the while the Yaks and Zobob are making inroads on old Mafia territory.

When the dust settled in 2067, the Shadow landscape had changed completely. The Mafia was a shell of its former self. La Dame du Morte took heavy fire and was incapacitated for close to a year. Despite her SURGEd appearance, her daughter, Pamela, took the reins until mommy dearest was back in the driver's seat. The portion of the Romero family tha stayed loyal was rewarded and the Mossino family is for all intents and purposes, dead. The Mafia has slipped from a near monopoly to about a third of the New Orleans vice market. The Family retained control over gambling but is challenged on every turn. The Yakuza have moved heavy into BTL's, slaving and prostitution. The Zobob is now the undisputed king of all things magical and organlegging as well as the business of exporting zombies - CAS law not withstanding. Even some of the krewes are taking bigger steps. Most remain under the control, at least indirectly, of the Zobop. However, the Krewe of Stars has become a force unto itself. They deal almost exclusively in BTL's and extortion.

Smuggling has returned to New Orleans. With three years of an uneasy peace settling over the city the smugglers are coming back to the city that they know and love. Given all of the tension in the air, there is plenty of work for those that know what they are doing.

SINner (criminal)
Without properly being debriefed for his services, and not returning the cyber he was given, the Tir would like to have a few words with Ghost, about his previous employment with them. So they marked his SIN criminal with four warrents for his arrest, including, grand theft auto, murder, high treason, and rape. Only one of these warrents he is actually guilt of and that is, of course high treason.

Addiction
Like most detectives from the seedy pulp novel era, Ghost has a particular penchant for hitting the bottle. From years of being an alcoholic this has given rise to his weak immune system, considering his liver probably looks like a well cooked steak.

Allergy
He is allergic to cotton, but he doesn't know it, having never encountered real cotton in his life.

Psychoanalisis data descrepency
I noticed that I put '67 as the date on the psych eval, which of course was a typo but in vary of rolling with the punches so to speak, why don't we just call that the day the report was declassified, being actually done, in '58.

Now how he got from Seattle to New Orleans.

Davin Grey sent him to Houston to track down some missing funds directly involving his club the job turned out to be more long term thne originally expected so in the mean time, he set up a small private investigation firm. Following a lead from his side buisness, having already returned Davin's money, he relocated to New Orleans, in search of a missing corp kid. The brat never turned up but his employer paid him in advance and he made a full report of his findings. So with the money he got from the job, he rented a shoddy little place in one of the slums nearest Borbon street.

First and foremost they'd see he talks to himself. Alot. he only vocalizes one side of his mental conversation, and most of the people he works with, who don't think he's crazy think he's possessed by some strange type of voodoo (after all it is new orleans).

When he's drunk, which is quiet frequently, he will tell stories about his past "exploits", with a group he calls spectre.

He's likable enough, unless he's drunk, and then he's too truthful and hostile to be around if your not drunk yourself.

The difference between on and off the clock is startling. He's polite, well spoken and well mannered on the clock. Off the clock, he speaks his mind, often to his own detriment. Should someone say a cross word to him, he'll probably throw a punch. That wouldn't be too bad if he didn't keep losing the fights, but he doesn't care. 'A man has to stand for what he believes to be right,' is all he'll say. Win or lose he'll probably buy the guy a drink provided they didn't change their mind about the differencfe of opinion, that just makes him mad.
Doesn't talk much about previous jobs,other then there's work to be had if the right people know you have the right skills.