I Need A Real Hitta

Welcome to Chiraq, better known to the world as Chicago. Here every killer is called a “Hitta” and every murder performed is called a “Drill.” Emeri has been with her man Zay for seven years. Due to an unsuccessful bank robbery, Zay has to serve a lengthy sentence. While Zay is away Emeri falls for a street God, Murph. Emeri begins experiences love on a different level that she never had for seven years, never ending her feelings with Zay as well. As the streets begin to talk, lies are being told and bodies are turning up left and right. Emeri finds herself in a predicament she is unsure that she can make it out alive in. When feelings are tested, who will be Emeri’s “hitta” for love?