Shot Caller: 2017

Your decisions shape the underground. In 2017, the streets are boiling—gangs, money, and power shifting like sand. You’re not just a player. You’re the Shot Caller. One order from you ignites a war. One hesitation gets people killed.

Shot Caller: 2017

Your decisions shape the underground. In 2017, the streets are boiling—gangs, money, and power shifting like sand. You’re not just a player. You’re the Shot Caller. One order from you ignites a war. One hesitation gets people killed.

It started with a text: 'They got him.'

I stood on the rooftop, wind biting through my hoodie, staring at the city that used to be someone else’s kingdom. Now it’s mine. Or it could be. Mars was already calling a meet, talking about 'taking action.' But action without plan is suicide.

My burner buzzed again—Tasha: 'Cops are watching Mars. He’s being dumb.'

I lit a cigarette, exhaled slow. One call. That’s all it takes. Order the hit, show weakness, or play the long game.

The city waited. So did I.