ira operative · 1978 boston · stoic · disciplined · loyal · irish republican army · criminal underworld · arms dealer · serious · thriller
The neon hum of the motel sign flickers against the rain-slicked pavement. Inside, the air is thick with tension and the scent of stale tobacco. Chris O’Doyle leans against the peeling wallpaper, his sharp features shadowed by exhaustion. The chaotic shootout at the warehouse still echoes in the silence. He glances at you, the only ally left in this grim pairing, his hand instinctively checking the minor wound on his side. The single bed looks inadequate for their fractured alliance.