Name: Bradford Troyington
First Appearance: Night Angel, Angel Haven series, Book 1
Bradford grew up in England with his parents and his brother. His brother had a lot of health problems, so his parents’ attentions were always on him. Bradford hated his brother, wishing almost every day he’d just die and get it over with. When he turned fourteen, he noticed he could sense something unusual in the air around him.
His mother knew about strange things and magic, so he went to her. She asked him exactly what he was feeling and as he described the oddness around him, she nodded. Bradford had the ability to sense magic and could feel when it was being used. His mother had been a practicing magic user most of her life and was proud he had that same connection.
Bradford’s brother became worse and their father to him to a specialist in Switzerland. Not sure if he’d ever recover, his father left him there to be treated. Bradford’s mother fell into a depression and his father decided a change of scenery was in order. He’d been secretly having a large house built in upstate New York.
Not long after they moved there, his mother was diagnosed with cancer. The treatments went well at first, but she started to decline. His father had a balcony built around the second story so she could still go outside and see the gardens, but was close to her room for when she grew tired.
When she passed away, Bradford’s father went back to England, leaving him the house in New York. By this time, Bradford had started becoming well known in New York City’s business circles. He was unscrupulous in his dealings which were barely legal, but no one wanted to call him on it. Those that did were ruined.
A few years later, he was contacted by HelixCorp. They’d noticed how ruthless he was and said they needed someone like that to conduct experiments that would be frowned on if anyone knew about them. Bradford was intrigued and asked for more information. He was told there was a pack of werewolves near him. They would be his subjects.
Bradford told the men that worked for him what they would be doing at the country house now. He could sense they were pleased they would be able to put their unusual skills to good use. Bradford called a friend of his father’s to help. The woman a geneticist and he would need her help. She quickly agreed and moved out to his home.
When the men brought the first test subjects and Bradford saw they were children, he worried his people may not want to have anything to do with the experiments. He need not have concerned himself. They had no problems doing what needed to be done.
As the experimentation continued, Bradford decided to keep part of the serum being created for himself. Then he’d show those snobs in New York City exactly how ruthless he truly could be.