Jack Coyote is an agent with HID.
That is the "Homeland Intelligence Division, HID for short, or HIDden, or sometimes just the Firm, its headquarters located just down the street. Officially, HID was a data collection agency. Unofficially, it oversaw sensitive and often clandestine activities on behalf of other agencies whose directors didn't want to get their hands dirtied".
Coyote works for HID not really as an agent but rather an analyst but when the trouble that will plague him the entire set of adventures we have of him, he has to switch hats and become an operative or find himself very dead. Luckily, being a member of the Chihuahua Apache tribe, someone who in his own way is proud to be one of 'The People', he does have some tricks up his sleeve for staying alive and for hunting.
Those skills aside, Coyote does not seem to have a very high opinion of himself, or else he is a good judge of his own character. When we first meet him, as he stands in a bar talking with one woman while eyeing another lady a way off, his thought of him are that he is "incomplete man. This crippled man. This milquetoast man who kept his thoughts to himself and hid them behind self-deprecating humor. This tallish, slimish, aloofish man. This brown-eyed, brown-haired misfit who didn't fit in anywhere. This wooer of woman, this hacker of code, this practical joker, this light drinker, this loud laugher, this sarcastic son of a bitch, this night owl and late riser, this outsider who would never be an insider, this war-painted warrior who didn't belong anywhere or to anyone, this disbelieving reject who should have been born centuries earlier, this stranger among men, this outcast."