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NAME: Klaas SURNAME: Vos NICKNAMES: Fox AGE: 28 (June 22nd, 1989) PLACE OF BIRTH: AMSTERDAM, The Netherlands HAIR COLOR: Dark blonde EYE COLOR: Brown HEIGHT: 5.9 WEIGHT: 173 lbs OCCUPATION: UNKNOWN MEDICAL INFORMATION: UNKNOWN CRIMINAL RECORD: N/A Klaas Vos was once a happy and social person, during "The good old days", Klaas was living the dream, he was a succesful Dutch businessman. Other enterprises couldn't match the quality that Klaas provided for his customers. Transporting customers goods fast and safely, is what Klaas promised to his customers and that's what kept him busy and made his business flourish. Everything was well, till the day his wife died of cancer. During the months she was ill, Klaas was vulnerable. Klaas was no longer watchful or attentive, grief taking over his body making unable to keep his promise to his customers, the service slowed and it was no longer safe, moments after his wife passed, his business started failing even more and more, Klaas didn't have anything to live for anymore. Now he lost his business and also his wife, letter after letter fell onto the doormat of his home. Hein watched from the corner of his eye what was going on in Klaas' life, watching a old friends life fall apart isn't a pleasant sight. However Hein didn't stay silent, he offered Klaas a helping hand offering a new life for both of them. Hein knew that Klaas did not have much of a choice. Some people didn't like to work with Klaas, they knew he was into the shady business of importing illegal goods into the countries. Klaas' belief in Hein was very strong and he knew that he wouldn't be let down with the coming opportunities. As Klaas worked with Hein he lost more and more friends and created more enemies. As the list of enemies grew they decided to take another great risk and move to Los Santos, they'd continue business there whilst they continue to overlook the situation in Amsterdam from a far.
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STEN DE VISSER AKA STONE/STEEN. Surname: de Visser First Name: Sten Age: 23 (16-02-1995) Place of Birth: Almelo, The Netherlands Height: 6'3 __________________________________________________________________________________________________ Sten was born in a city in The Netherlands called Almelo, his parents were struggling to get money. This made him change personality. Sten learned to not take any critisism, and became somewhat stubborn. While on a trip to Amsterdam, he met drug pushers who needed a runner who was going from The Netherlands over the border to Germany. As Sten practically lived on the border, he went in on the offer. He had nothing to lose. He got some starting money and bought a black van which he raced back and forth just to make some money. While doing this, he heard rumors going around that there were some Dutch mobsters based in Los Santos, America. He scrambled everything he had together and escaped the Dutch slums. Once he was in America, he had a friend living there already. Sten heard about a mob boss and got introduced to the American lifestyle. After a few months he had to meet the big boss. Sten was rather relaxed about the situation, being in the scene for quite some time. He got to work in a warehouse where everything illegal was to be found. Massive amounts of drugs were transported from The Netherlands to America in container ships. This is where it all kicked off for Sten in America. Been in America for a few months now, shit finally seems to be kicking off. I didn't expect these Americans to like our culture that much. We're making mad money right now, seems like we don't even have to push massive amounts of drugs to reach our goals. Klaas is still the same old bastard that I knew back in the days. Can't operate without him though. Hein seems to be fine, he's not complaining too much which I like. I met some guy the other day, called himself Viking. He's a weird one but easy to handle. He got me some good contacts, I appreciate him. He sitll owes me. Who I also owe is someone called Tess I believe. She beat up a guy for me, I liked her but I haven't seen her in a few days now. Might be dead, this is America anyways. Last time I've seen her was when she was shooting up some man, he probaly deserved it anyways. The more I think about it the more it becomes obvious why Tess might be gone.
