Raised in the Tennessee foster care system until 13 Vincent became an avid hunter and was certainly no stranger to guns, which came in handy when he stumbled into a Heroin production facility as he was hunting the backwoods one fateful day. Tied up and interrogated his life story poured from him like flood waters from a dam. Swearing silence and fealty Vincent was humbled to leave with his life. But little did he know that his captors saw potential, not to mention no record.
The next day Vincent was given the news that he had been adopted by the Valintinetti family from New York and that they would pick him up that day. Overjoyed he packed and awaited there arrival. The time came, a man entered and introduced himself and Vincents jaw almost dropped seeing one of his captors from the day before. Remembering his vow, and the stakes, he played along and accompanied the man. He didn’t know what was in store for him but one thing was certain if they wanted him dead he would be.
Vincent had become an adopted member of the Valintinetti crime family. Overseeing drug runs, and money transfers he had found a new lease on life and opportunities he never knew existed. But it all came to an abrupt end when he and his adoptive brother were sent on a job, a job that only he would return from. Devastated Vincent fled to Los Santos, somewhere no one would follow and that he could be the boss.