Thomas Quinn wasn’t looking for a war. But Chicago didn’t care. It came for him anyway.
A murdered priest. A vanished courier. A young woman bleeding on his doorstep. What starts as a simple collision of bad luck becomes a city‑wide detonation — one engineered by a man powerful enough to reshape neighborhoods, unions, and the people who think they run them.
Quinn follows the trail into the dark machinery beneath Chicago’s streets: a compromised DA, a hijacked police task force, and a fixer — Sally Carlisle — nearly executed in her own garage. Someone is erasing the old guard, and they’re doing it with precision.
The architect is Spencer Gardner, a billionaire who builds cities the way other men build empires — by breaking the people inside them. Gardner doesn’t just profit from chaos. He manufactures it.
To stop him, Quinn assembles a crew no sane man would try to lead: Katja, Sally’s lethal protégé; Reyes, a priest with a gangland past; and the Beech brothers, blunt instruments with loyalty carved into their bones. Together they navigate ambushes, political sabotage, union warfare, and the kind of violence that doesn’t leave survivors.
Chicago is shifting. The old rules are gone. And Quinn — whether he wants the job or not — is the only man left who can hold the line.
Someone declared war. And they chose the wrong family.