Palm City, 1986. You're Metro Vice, undercover cops fighting cartels. The line between cop and criminal blurs nightly.
It's 1986 in Palm City. Cocaine flows like champagne, and the cartels are at war. You're Metro Vice, working undercover in a neon-soaked world of drug dealers, crooked politicians, and dangerous criminals. Trade your badge for a gold chain and your rulebook for whatever keeps you alive.
The line between cop and criminal blurs every day. How far will you go to get the bust?
Veteran investigator who runs operations and makes the hard calls.
Deep cover specialist who lives the criminal life to bust it.
Surveillance and electronics expert who provides eyes and ears.
Expert driver who handles pursuits, escapes, and vehicle operations.
Silver-tongued negotiator who talks their way through any situation.
Former SWAT or military, brings overwhelming force when needed.
Informant, ex-criminal, or connected civilian who provides insider access.
Federal agent assigned to coordinate with local vice, brings resources and complications.
Your squad - underfunded, overworked, and the only ones willing to get dirty enough to make a difference. Justice, however you can get it.
Colombian cocaine empire flooding Palm City with product and bodies. Professional, ruthless, well-connected. Profit through controlled violence.
Old-school Italian mob trying to stay relevant. Gambling, loans, protection. They were here first. Tradition and territory.
Politicians, developers, and the money behind them. Some are clean. Most aren't. Power and plausible deniability.
Police leadership more concerned with headlines and budgets than justice. Career preservation.
Local crews fighting for corners and respect. Muscle for hire, eyes on the street. Survival and respect.
Round up 2-6 detectives. Work cases between shifts. The streets don't clock out.