Harry was the man Zeus used trust to deal with certain problems discretely and he was damn good at his job. Until the day he wanted to retire from the life as it were. However, Zeus wouldn’t accept that Harold just wanted to be left alone. Zeus sent Ares and fifteen of his best men after Harold, only Ares returned with a half dead Harry in tow. Zeus against the advisement of Ares stuck Harold on Deathrow for the last few years, hoping he will either see reason before Zeus decides to take his head or Deathrow would sort him out itself. Now off Deathrow, Harold is back and the last man anyone in Arcadia wants to see on their doorsteps. A vengeful spirit back amongst the living, the big question still looms. Has he seen reason, or does he sense cracks in the armor of the upper crust of Arcadia with the Uprising looming? Only one man knows, and he’s really... Nobody.