CATEGORY#1: BASIC STATS
Sex: Male
Gender: Male
Age: Born 1975 31 years old
Race, Latino
ethnicity, Latino
culture: Cuban/American
Height: 5’ 11”
Body type: Rugged Athletic
205 lbs.
Shoulder length brown hair
Honey brown eyes
Appearance: Tan, disarming smile, well-dressed man.
Where is he from? Everglades City, Florida
CATEGORY #2: RELATIONSHIPS
Family: Father & Mother
Friends: Shadow Tier teammates
CATEGORY #3: THE SEXY STUFF
Sexual orientation: straight
What is he attracted to? Beautiful Latino women
Sexual experience: Significant, but discreet
Romantic experience: One – Eliana Cortes – former Sinaloa cartel lieutenant for west coast – broken off when she entered witness protection, never married
CATEGORY #4: SKILLS
Skills: Advanced trauma medicine, weapons, undercover operations, pilot
Occupation/schooling: Special Forces medic, fixed wing and helicopter training
Hobbies: Fast boats, fast cars, and women in alignment with cover story of drug transportation contractor
CATEGORY #5: PERSONALITY & CHARACTER
Introvert or extrovert? Extrovert
Right-brained or left-brained? 70 right/ 30 left – guided by emotions, attention to context, at ease in warm climates
Strengths: Visual skills, intuition, emotional intelligence, see’s big picture
Weaknesses: Emotional F-it responses
Goals/dreams/aspirations: disrupt drug cartels, capture El Chapo
Beliefs/affiliations: Himself and Wolf
Fears: living up to self-set expectations
Insecurities: useless death, car accident etc.
What would he die for? Teammates, women & children, the poor
Insight: Once when training Columbian air assault soldiers, a six-man patrol wandered off course outside the training area. Morgan was about to turn them around when they were surrounded by a larger group of FARC guerillas who demanded they surrender their food, weapons, and communications gear. As the story goes, Morgan negotiated the safe return of the team, weapons and comm gear by handing over their MRE’s and not detonating the fragmentation grenades he held, pin out, in each hand. Great story, right?
But in true Morgan fashion it doesn’t end there. On the way out Morgan realized he’d lost one pin so, lacking any tape, he held that grenade until getting back to base. He was debriefing the patrol when a staff major from his 7th group battalion headquarters saw him and said, “You’re in a lot of trouble sergeant first class Morgan, give me the grenade.” Which Morgan did to the major’s dismay when he realized there was no pin.
The charges included assaulting an officer with a deadly weapon, insubordination, and a host of other UCMJ infractions. Embarrassed by the event and actions of the officer the group commander dropped the charges and sent Morgan back to Ft. Bragg where in a moment of serendipity he crossed paths with Wolf who he hadn’t seen since he left active duty.