After a freak accident killed his wife and son, Pritchard slipped into alcoholism to drown his sorrows at a blue-collar bar nearby to avoid the dead and empty house. But then a teenage girl asked for his help, and it turned his entire existence around.
Just a favor to a friend. Just lending a hammer to someone who's had their backs. Just a quick little vigilante trip to the Bronx.
If it sounds too easy to be true, it probably is, and the armor-piercing problems Pritchard and his friends stirred up around Thanksgiving are lining up, sending them running with the three they set out to protect.
This set of problems demands a new level of creativity as they set out for the longest and most dangerous gig they've taken upon themselves so far.
