Loraine is overcome with grief because she lost her son to Chicago’s gun violence. She is lonesome and struggling financially because she lost her husband to a spineless thot. Piling bills force Loraine to glue herself back together and return to work at Sinclair and Mercer fine jewelry, where a handsome and exquisitely dressed stranger walks in and shows Loraine proof that the young man in custody is not her son’s killer – that her son’s murder is actually a mystery. 

The Chicago P.D, satisfied with their bird-in-the-hand suspect, rejects the evidence, but warns Loraine about the dark stranger who has worked his way into her life – that the tall, muscular man, with the facial angles of a male model, is none other than Face: Chi-town’s undisputed king-pin. 

Without the help of the police, Rain, a woman of faith, and Face, a man of many contradictions, investigate on their own. Together they tumble down the rabbit-hole conspiracy of her son’s murder. While attempting to unveil one of the most intricate and egregious crimes ever on U.S. soil, their only certainty is this: love is as blind as faith.