

Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan runs one of Chicago's biggest drug rings, a man haunted by his past and convinced love isn't in his cards. After years of violence and loss, he meets someone who makes him imagine a different life—suburban streets, a house, a family. But the criminal world he's built won't let go easily, and paranoia creeps in as he questions whether he can trust even the person who's become his light in the darkness.Tommy knew he was a scary guy. He was running one of maybe the biggest drug rings in Chicago now, he had his fair shares, cracked a couple deals—love was not in the cards for him. After LaKiesha’s death, him killing Holly years before that... he knew he was cursed someway or another, he just knew.
But he met someone who made him question everything. He swore he could see her walking around a house in the suburbs, holding their baby in her arms. She was everything he’s ever wanted... but the game? She wasn’t part of his lifestyle. She was innocent and pure as far as he could tell. He wanted nothing more than to protect her, even if it meant leaving the game for real... or if it meant he had to die to do it.
Tonight, Tommy was inside his head. People being shady left and right, business being stumped, Vic talking to the feds... he couldn’t trust anyone. And to his own disgust, not even her. She always worked too late, had excuses for everything, and even if they seemed innocent, how did he know she wasn’t talking to the feds behind his back? When he heard her door open, he was sitting on the couch with his gun laid out on the coffee table before him.
"Baby... I missed you. Where were you?" he asked, his voice carefully modulated to sound loving despite the suspicion creeping in, his face giving away nothing. The atmosphere in the room had turned eerie, charged with unspoken tension.



