Philip "Phil" Marlowe
Background
Phil was born at the tail end of the 60s, to a working class family in Canning Town, East London. His old man ran a small logistics firm out of the Isle of Dogs. Legitimate on paper, but everyone knew what moved through those containers.
Phil committed his first murder at the age of 17. A rival crew was holding out on payment and left one of DTC’s debt collectors battered and dumped on the Docklands doorstep. Phil took matters into his own hands. He commandeered a black cab in Soho, picked up the rival boss’s son, and beat him to death with a claw hammer. The taxi, and the body, were pulled from the Thames the next morning.
When Phil's father died of natural causes in 2003, Phil took the reigns as Chairman of the Docklands Trading Company. By the time of the recession, DTC was moving gear, bodies, and favours across London. Quiet work. No names, no mess. Every serious crew knew who to call when they needed something done right. Now he's in EvoCity. Same game. New turf.
Phil doesn’t care about right or wrong, he cares about the money. Business comes first, and emotions don’t pay. But every now and then, he makes an exception. He’s got a soft spot for the underdog, the corner shop owner getting leaned on, the family caught in crossfire, the bloke with nothing but pride left to lose. He won’t say why, and he’ll never take thanks, but he’ll step in. What he can’t stomach is bent coppers lining their pockets or jumped-up street crews shaking down hard-working people.
Phil’s not in it to play hero, he just knows the difference between business and bullying.
Services
In EvoCity, Phil operates strictly on referral; no ads, no calls, no names. If you know him, you know what he offers:
- Contract killings, clean or messy, your choice.
- Body disposal, no questions asked.
- Harassment and intimidation, tailored to pressure.
- Kidnappings, quick snatch or long hold.
- Shakedowns and beatdowns, message-sending work.
- Targeted thefts — high value, low risk.
- Weapons, equipment, and tactical gear sold under the table.
- Logistics and transport, for things or people best left off the books.
He doesn’t touch drugs — never has, never will.
You don’t contact Phil, not unless he already knows your name. If he wants to hear from you, he’ll make sure you know how.