Gabriel Meaghan was born at Boston City Hospital and grew up in South Boston to Daniel Meaghan, a mechanic at Logan International Airport and Janet (Sullivan) Meaghan. Life was hard for the Meaghan family of Boston, but not because they didn't have the means to survive. Dan Meaghan worked hard for his money and frequently worked overtime shifts at the airport. When he was home, he was drunk. There were frequent beatings for young Gabe and his older sister, Fname.

When Gabe was 10 years old, he lost his mother to alcohol poisoning. The woman was always a wreck from being beat by her abusive husband. The only escape for her from the pain was the bottle which ultimately killed her. Dan Meaghan felt no desire to remarry, continued to work and provide for his children. He often boasted about his accomplishments, working a full-time job and raising a son and daughter. But he could not watch them.

By age 13 Gabe and his sister, aged 15 were hanging out with other teens getting into mischief anyway they could. They vandalized private property, shoplifted and smoked weed. At age 15, Gabe was arrested on a drug possession charge, but there was insufficient evidence to prosecute the case and it was thrown out of court.

Later that year, Gabe found a stray dog. He took the dog down by the docks and played with it. He tied the dog to a post and threw rocks at the animal. This made him laugh. Whenever the dog would yelp in pain from a rock pelting his face or torso, it would merely elicit another burst of pleasure from Gabe. He found a rock that was shaped like a four-inch knife. He picked up the rock, approached the dog who he started calling Lucky. He thrust the rock into the dog's side. The dog naturally tried to bite Gabe. That only made the teen angry. He then picked up a small boulder. He grasped the boulder firmly in his hand and repeatedly smashed it into the dog's head. The skull cracked with the first impact. Successive blows flattened the skull, smashing the dog's brain inside. The experience gave Gabe an immense feeling of exhilaration. He was initially fearful of these feelings. He knew they were socially wrong, but for some reason they were also pleasurable. He would have to try hunting some day. The perversion of killing the dog helped him to deal with his abusive father and the loss of his mother. It really changed him.

At age 19, Gabe joined the Army after completing High School in 2013. There was a war going on in the Middle East, which the United States Army was heavily involved with. Secretly, he considered what opportunities that would present for him. Gabe was not concerned about a career. He figured he could always go work for the Airport if he had to, but here was a greater opportunity he could not pass up. He never forgot the dog down by the docks and was curious what more he could do with that desire. He joined the Infantry and received his Basic Combat training at Fort Benning, Georgia. He didn't care for the authority, resented it in fact, but tolerated it, in order to get what he wanted. He also earned the Parachutist badge and a Ranger Tab which ushered the young Bostonian into

By 2014, Gabe Meaghan was assigned as an Infantryman in 3rd Battalion, 75th Ranger Regiment and by the end of the year, found himself in southwest Afghanistan assisting Afghani soldiers in Counter Terrorist activities. Max took to the army like a square peg in a round hole. He quickly learned to adapt to the changing situation and learned teamwork. There were a few fellow soldiers whom he took to and they stayed together through it all. They were a tight band of brothers.

During this deployment to Afghanistan, Private First Class Meaghan had several opportunities to use his M4 Carbine on mounted and dismounted patrols. In November 2015, first platoon, A Company, 3rd Battalion, 75th Ranger Regiment were on a dismounted patrol with Afghani army soldiers. They encountered a large group of over two hundred Taliban soldiers. The two forces engaged in a firefight that lasted five days.

PFC Meaghan was always on the front line and focused on shooting Taliban soldiers. During the engagement, Gabe Meaghan fought in hand to hand fighting with no fewer than three Taliban fighters. Two he killed with a bayonet and a third he strangled with his bare hands. Gabe himself, lost the pinky finger of his left hand and the top of his left ear was torn away by an AK-47 bullet. For his effort, Gabe Meaghan was recommended for the Silver Star with “V” for Valor, America’s third highest award for valor in the face of the enemy and the Purple Heart Medal for injuries sustained while in combat.

Privately, Gabe Meaghan was pumped. The entire engagement was exhilarating. The adrenaline was flowing, and he thoroughly enjoyed every minute, from plunging the first bayonet into the first Tali to the wrapping, his hands around the third soldier's neck and watching the life slip out of his body. He could smell these men. They stunk bad just like he and is comrades. These were warriors. Hearing the dead men's dying breath slip from their lips filled Max with such euphoria. It would take at least three days for him to come down from this high. The excitement was incredible. The fact that five of his brothers in arms were killed in action was totally lost on PFC Gabe Meaghan went without notice.

That single event in 2015 was a catalyst for Gabe Meaghan. He needed to feel it again. He wanted it badly. He volunteered for patrols and sought firefights with zeal. His behavior did not go unnoticed by his superiors. Gabe was described as a quiet reticent young man who socialized only with a small group or kept to himself. He focused on exercise to keep himself in shape and work.

Finally, in December 2015, the Third Ranger Battalion returned home to Fort Benning. Within the next year, Gabe was promoted to Specialist and then discharged honorably. In 2016, Max returned to Sorel to find his father died a year earlier and no one notified him. This alone was reason to celebrate. He linked up with his sister, Fname and they got totally hammered.

Gabe Meaghan, 23 years of age, stands 6’ 2” tall and weighs 198 Lbs. with short brown hair, steel gray eyes and a mustache that extends past his mouth straight down on both sides stopping at his jawline. He wears his side burns extended two inches past his ear canals. He typically wears sweat pants, running shoes, T-shirts and matching zip up hooded sweatshirt. He normally wears a Boston Red Sox baseball cap.

James Graham, age 35 is a Sergeant-Detective with Boston Police Department working out of District C6 in South Boston. Jimmy Graham joined the BPD after a four-year stint in the US Navy. He served as Boatswain's Mate aboard the USS John Paul Jones (DDG 53), an Arleigh Burke class guided missile destroyer, leaving the military in 2005 as a Petty Officer Second Class. On 7 October 2001, John Paul Jones launched the first Tomahawk missiles into Afghanistan as part of Operation Enduring Freedom. This was Jimmy's one and only deployment away from American waters during his time in the Navy.

In 2005, at the age of 22, Jimmy Graham hired on with the Boston Police Department as a patrolman. His father was still working in BPD Headquarters at the time. Jimmy worked in more than a few precincts, returning to South Boston (C6) in in 2015 as a Detective Sergeant. He has investigated a variety of crimes including vice, narcotics, guns and gangs, auto theft, larcenies and several homicide investigations.

Jimmy grew up in Dedham just south of Boston along Route 1. His father was a 35-year veteran police officer in Boston. It was a foregone conclusion that Jimmy would follow in his old man's footsteps and join BPD. He did.

Detective Graham enjoyed the flavor of a fine tobacco for many years. He smoked cigarettes from age 15 until age 30. Even in the Navy, he smoked. This addiction caused some health issues including a chronic cough, high blood pressure, and an undiagnosed case of chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD). COPD makes it hard to breathe, causing the chronic cough, wheezing, shortness of breath, chest tightness, and other symptoms. Jimmy's father died when he was 58 from Lung Cancer. The father never had a chance to collect a pension. He was still working the job. Jimmy's mother collects his father's pension. After his death, Jimmy finally woke up and stopped smoking. Although, it might be too late for him.

Detective Jimmy Graham married Diane (Savoy) when he was 26 years old. His father was alive to see his son married and to see his grandson, Leo born a year later. Diane worked as a nurse at Massachusetts General Hospital before she was pregnant. The young couple used day care to help raise their son, relying on both incomes to get them by. When Jimmy was 30, Diane had a second child, a daughter, Adelaide who was born with Cerebral Palsy and confined to a wheel chair the rest of her life. The couple were reluctant to try to get pregnant again but did so when Jimmy was 34 years old. Diane again gave birth to a healthy girl this time named Charlene. In 2018, Leo is 8, Adelaide is 5 and Charlene is 1 year old.

Although Jimmy is devoted to his family, he feels it is important for him to do the best job possible at work in order to provide a decent income for his family. The fact that his wife earns a higher income in the hospital is a reality he does not want to face. He ignores this issue. He and his wife have had several arguments about his health problems. Jimmy denies they exist and does not believe he has a problem. He refuses to see a doctor about the cough and shortness of breath. It may kill him one day.

Allison Denise was the first of two children to be born into the Meaghan family. Her upbringing, just like her brother's, was a rather rough one. Their father beat the young siblings on a regular basis, leading Allison to run away from home all too often only to return when it was late enough to sneak back into the house. But her father was always there, always waiting. Allison grew up resenting him for his constant abuse, and when she was old enough, she would take Gabe with her, knowing she could take care of him and protect him. It was her role after all, being the older sister.

When her mother passed away, Allison's world crumpled. She cut herself a few times, foolishly believing it'd do more than temporarily numb the pain. But she was wrong. Eventually, Allison's cutting phase went as quickly as it came. A while later, after puberty hit and her hormones started acting up, Allison got pregnant by her boyfriend, Mitch. She was only 14. She knew she could not tell anyone, especially her father, or he would beat her within an inch of death. Allison sought out help and eventually got an abortion, deciding to keep the traumatic experience from her family. She was bed-ridden for a while, but she feigned not feeling well.

Another death did anything but good for Allison, and her and her brother turned to crime given that they were old enough to hang with the wrong crowd. It was one mischief after the other; Gabe eventually getting charged with his first offense but Allison managing to slip through the cracks. Allison wasn't sure whether it was their new lifestyle or the fact that they knew their futures were already sealed, but she noticed a change in Gabe that she didn't like. She never spoke of it, but the thought was there, and it bothered the hell out of her.

Eventually, when Gabe left for the Army, Allison felt as if he had abandoned her. Sure, she was old enough to move out on her own long ago, but she didn't have any money since it would get used up that same weekend she got her paycheck. She experimented with drugs a few times, woke up in strangers' rooms, and was even kidnapped once, but none of that compared to the pain she felt at home. Eventually, when Daniel got drunk enough to attempt to have sex with her, Allison smashed a glass over his head and ran out, hoping to never see him again.

Allison was homeless for a few days before she found a roommate who worked at a nightclub. She figured she could use that bit of steady income and although she wasn't used to the attention, Allison eventually started enjoying her new position as a cocktail waitress.

Detective Jenna Sophia Michaelson

The young woman, just 33 years old, was born and raised in Orlando, Florida. Her childhood was filled with Disney weekends and beach trips. She was an only child growing up, her parents giving her almost everything she could possibly ask for, but within reason. Her father, Detective Felix Michaelson of the Orlando Police Department, instilled a sense of discipline and responsibility in her at a relatively young age. Because of his commitment to his daughter, Jenna always excelled in school, often getting rewarded for her hard work.

When she was a teenager about to go into high school, Jenna decided to follow her father's footsteps. She went to a school a bit farther away from home because it had a law magnet program. Her mother, Helen, was thrilled with the idea, but her father was reluctant. He eventually realized that the passion she had for the criminal justice field would not be thwarted, and not only was he happy for her, but he started acting as her mentor.

Jenna worked hard enough in high school that she was accepted to Boston University on a full scholarship. It was a big change for her, to say the least, but she was growing tired of the humidity and the hurricanes that came with living in Florida. Her aunt, Katheryn Michaelson, lived in Boston by herself, so Jenna figured she would keep her company while avoiding the insane housing fees from the university. Jenna went on to sign up for a double major in criminal justice and psychology, both fields probably the only ones she felt comfortable with.

Prior to graduation, Jenna applied to the Boston Police Department. Her aunt was on good terms with an ex-boyfriend of hers who was a cop, so not only did she have some pull there, but her father was also very close friends with a Captain in the department. Once Jenna's application went through, she started the long background process before eventually making it to the academy.

Nearly a year passed and Jenna graduated second in her class. She was given the same crappy shift every other new officer received, but she completed a few years on the road before eventually putting in for a detective position and getting it. Even thought she transferred units a few times, Jenna knew she wouldn't go back to the road if she could help it.