Jason Peters is an agent with Narcom, Inc.
Narcom, Inc. is a private company created to handle tasks that other government organizations would rather not be caught or even thought of handling but which needed taking care of nevertheless. The concept is simple and deadly - give a good chunk of money to someone ready to do the dirty work and who cannot be legally traced back to the bureau doing the hiring.
Narcom was particularly successful because it was exceptionally good at its work and just as importantly, "Narcom, In.c provided the political antacid of deniability." It was created and still run by "Mama", an émigré from Haiti, who was described as "simultaneously black, female, and non-Christian ... poster girl for politicians espousing egalitarianism above all". More importantly, and more deadly, she was "former second in command of her native land’s Tonton Macoute, she was skilled at interrogation, torture, assassination, and manipulation of the political process." Mama was very good at putting together intelligence's jigsaw pieces and seeing the real picture and even better at finding the men and women necessary to get the job done. Mama was also very loyal to her "boys".
One of those boys was Peters.
A half decade before he started work with Narcom, Peters had been a First Lieutenant in the U.S. Army, happy in his challenging role as an officer in the highly elite Delta Force. He was also very happy in his life with Laurin, a junior partner in a Washington law firm. They had a house in Georgetown and had just built a vacation home in the Caicos. Life was good.
It was also fickle. He was temporarily assigned to the Pentagon and she had come to that huge building for a meeting with Army brass and they were to have lunch together and she went ahead while he finished something in his office and that was on 9/11 and Laurin died and he survived, if survival was an adequate word for the anguish he suffered at her loss.
In the months that followed, he took whatever horrible, challenging assignment came his way to help him deal with his sorrow and then "Mama" called and offered him a position with Narcom and slowly he found grounding again though he never forgot what he once had.
The deal he made with Narcom was a profitable one for both sides. He would handle two jobs a year. These assignments paid well enough to live somewhere with no income tax. His employee somehow managed to keep the IRS from getting upset back in the States.
As the series opens, he was living in the house in the Caicos with his sole companion being a dog, Pangloss, a German shepherd-collie mix with other breeds tossed in for fun. He was content, at least. Life would change things for him soon thereafter but it would not likely be in danger of getting dull.