Editing Jim (section)

=== Joining Lone Spurs MC ===
After he buried his wife, Jim left his job and fell into a deep depression that lasted for a year. He isolated himself, spending days alone and nights haunted by what had happened. The guilt consumed him. He kept replaying the events in his head—what if he had moved faster? What if he had done more? Could it all have been avoided?

One night, Jim was quietly drinking in a dimly lit bar on the east side of Los Santos when a group of cowboy-bikers walked in. They were members of a local biker gang known as the [[Lone Spurs MC]]. Jim, already cautious and guarded, tried to ignore them.

Not long after, a [https://gta.fandom.com/wiki/Los_Santos_Vagos_(HD_Universe) Vagos] gang member at the bar began harassing a woman who was trying to enjoy her drink alone. When it became clear that no one else was going to intervene, Jim stood up. With a quiet fury, he grabbed the Vagos thug by the back of the head and slammed it into the bar counter, drawing the attention of everyone in the room. Before the thug could react, Jim threw him out of the bar. The woman fled, shaken but unharmed.

The bar fell silent. Jim sat back down, expecting backlash—but instead, he caught the eye of the Lone Spurs MC president, an older man with a gravelled voice and a steady gaze. The president called him over. Jim, reluctant but intrigued, joined their table. They talked—about loss, anger, justice.

Jim shared pieces of his story, not everything, but enough. The president listened and then extended an offer. He invited Jim to visit the Lone Spurs clubhouse, to see the kind of brotherhood they offered. Jim, with nowhere else to turn and still burning with silent rage, accepted.

Not long after visiting them, Jim officially joined the Lone Spurs MC, based on Popular Street near the Olympic Freeway. His skills—especially with firearms, bike mechanics, and quick improvisation—quickly drew attention from higher-ranked members. He was soon promoted to Enforcer, tasked with upholding the club’s internal Code of Honor. This code would later evolve into the foundation of Jim's own personal code.

Jim embraced the brotherhood. For the first time in a long while, he felt like he belonged. As the years passed, he marked his skin with tattoos that reflected his journey—symbols of pain, loyalty, and transformation. He grew more rugged, more self-reliant, hardened by the road.

Four years later, Jim rose to become the President of Lone Spurs MC. The club remained small and relatively insignificant in the grand scheme of Los Santos’s criminal scene. But Jim had no ambitions of turning it into a criminal powerhouse. It was his club—his sanctuary—and he kept it clean of major criminal enterprise. He was content.