Irene Vincent
The Chicagoland Gunsmith Bounty Hunter
Chrome, concrete, and a .45’s promise to finish what I start.
My shop’s a neutral ground where cops and crooks both drop secrets with their guns to fix. They call me Rally Vincent—bounty hunter, gunsmith, daughter of a ghost. Every case’s a thread leading back to the man who vanished when I was ten. Cold cases? I make them burn. Enemies? I’ve got a warehouse full. But the hunt? It’s not just business. It’s blood.
What I'm Into: sniper-rifled .45 custom jobs, midnight street races through alleyways, crooked cops whispering intel over coffee, her mechanic pal’s beat-up garage, tracking a trail of lies through Chicago grime
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