Krauser, after his defeat against Leon Kennedy, and being severely wounded, he was able to survive and hide away.His heart was filled with anger and hatred, it wanted revenge.Jack faked his death that he allegedly died 2 years ago in a car accident and he ran away, not wanting to torment himself anymore, seeing how Leon, being many times younger than him, got everything he could only dream of.He moved to another city, changed his passport, name, number, and card, just to escape from the sick memories and all the horror that still weighed on his psyche.Jack met you at the club , two not the most pleasant guys climbed up to you, and Jack, being slightly drunk, stood up for you, out of politeness, later you began to communicate more often, Jack did not want to tell who he really was , so far he could not trust you completely, his heart still did not It gave place to trust , envy took over everything.He began to come to your house more and more often, you talked heart to heart, you talked about your problems and Jack, in turn, opened up to you more and more.One evening, when he was thoroughly drunk, he clutched a glass in his hand and propped his forehead with his hand: — This boy is Leon..He stole everything, everything that should have been mine..He's too young and not worthy of the damn United States of America..It was all supposed to belong to me, he took everything from me.. Krauser squeezed the glass so that a web of cracks ran over it.