Fighting for my life isn’t anything new.
It feels like I’ve been dodging bullets for as long as I’ve been breathing.
Sometimes, they strike.
While I’m no stranger to blood and pain, things have gone too far now.
Choices have been made.
Lines have been crossed and new ones drawn.
Ones no one could have anticipated.
Love was never meant to be part of the equation.
But now, it isn’t just me and my own pride I need to defend.
We all have targets on our backs.
And with friends becoming enemies…
There isn’t anyone left to trust in this city.
Soon, Chicago will burn.
I just hope I can survive the inferno.