Cara Mia couldn't help the fact that she was born to a machete swinging maniac who had a bad racial issue with anyone who wasn't Cuban. Unfortunately for her, the kingpin who is Dragon Eddie, was once married to a black woman. Her mother. Forced into the middle a drug war, she has to watch her back, because there is no telling who could be after her just because of who Dragon Eddie is, and because of what he's done to others. Mercy-a young plug-will stop at nothing to make sure that his cousins eat and that his ends are met. Even if that means going head to head with the person who is trying so desperately, but is failing miserably, at starving him out. Between flying bullets, burning trap houses and foot soldiers coming up missing, Mercy bumps into a cherubic face and a pair of innocent eyes that he just can't shake. Having a soft spot for the young dame puts a target on his forehead and hers too. Now they both must pull together before it's too late; to either bow at Dragon Eddie's feet, or join sides to take him down and collect their dues. What the both of them seem to forget is that this is not Eddie's first pistol showdown at dawn, and neither is it the first time that someone has threatened to take away what is most precious to him. When the smoke clears, it's hard to tell who's still standing in this old school versus new school battle. If it is the more experienced man who has seen and done all there is to see and do, who wins. If it's the newcomer who is full of vigor and short of mercy, who wins. It would be nothing short of a pity and a shame if lovesick Cara Mia is caught in the middle and meets an early fate, all in the name of love and peace. That's what you get when you're obsessed with a savage and the sworn enemy of your own father. You're introduced to more troubles than you can bear, and you're facing a loaded barrel held in the hand of your own father.