What you don't know is.....

I was at my prime working for the government when I began to notice that the men who were suppose to protect our fine country were just marionettes working for a higher power.  Too many things didn't add up. Being a smart kid, I quietly looked too far into matters, before I even knew what I was finding. I amassed a sum of knowledge that turned my life around. By the time I was cognisant that I had dug into secrets that would put a target on me, I had just enough time to create a backup plan ensuring my safety. But little did I know that an authority greater than any I had been aware of up to that time, was putting into action a strategy to effectively psychologically gut me.  I attempted to get home to my family as fast as I could, but it was too late. I arrived in time to find my wife permanently gone and my daughter missing. Worse, I was being framed. After wiping my prints and the planted evidence from the scene - my own family home - Lizzie's abductors had quite a head start.
-later the ascendency tried to turn it all a different way - they said I went missing, that I abandoned my family and went rogue. Well, rogue it is then. I went so rogue, I was so sick of bad guys posing as good guys. If noone else will do it, what did I have to lose now? I will spend my last breath fighting fire with fire, swimming so deep in evil that I find every single peice of filth in the world - the real bad guys - and I will dismantle their empire. I will find their weaknesses, and use them against them.
I thought Lizzie was gone for good. But I did catch up with her abductors, I killed them all. Right after I had them call the powers that be and say that they had completed their mission and killed her. Now Lizzie was free. We moved undercover to an old friend by night, we made up a story, only the three of us would know this story- and only two of us would know the real truth. We told Lizzie her father was a small time criminal and her mother died of weakness and despair. She was young,barely four, it would work.
I left Lizzie in the safest place she could be, but I was always in the shadows.
I became a criminal to fight criminals. Everything about me was a lie. I am willing to burn the world down to protect my daughter. I had Sam raise her to quietly steer her into the middle of the biggest set of guns there is, not just a police officer, a famous FBI profiler would be perfect - then the powers that be couldn't assassinate her, she would be too much of a public figure.
I have worked for twenty years to find the real man, the one man behind the powers that be...not his puppet. As soon as I find him, I can put a name and face to my adversary and the true battle can begin. I couldn't have Lizzie so far away from me and they find out and try to use her against me. I need my heart close when I do true battle, only I can keep her safe when the shit hits the fan.