Salvatore "Sal" Caruso is a newspaper reporter in the middle of his career. He's worked at the Arkham Advertiser for 9 years and occupies a solid middle rung in the newsroom hierarchy. He started at the Advertiser after the war. He had been in the Signal Corps stationed in Libya early in the North Africa campaign, then transferred to Naples in '43 handling field transmissions during the liberation and finally slogged his way north into the Po Valley in Northern Italy until the end of the war in '45 where he saw just enough action to never romanticize it. The war didn't break him, but it aged him. He came back thinner and quieter.
His thick floppy black hair, impossible to fully tame, tends to fall into his eyes when he's leaning over his notepad. He prefers to wear a dark wool suit jacket, single breasted, with a narrow lapel over a white dress shirt with a skinny black tie and pleated high-waisted slacks with suspenders rather than a belt, an old-fashioned touch he never quite let go of. He wears well-polis