We never would’ve crossed paths if not for a fender bender with the wrong truck on the expressway. After escorting her to the emergency room as a precaution, I discovered she had business ties to a rival family. Simply being seen with me put her in jeopardy, so I kept her close for her own safety.
But one thing led to another, and she became more than my charge. I gave her one warning about my life. One chance to decide to stay or leave. She chose to stay.
Until all hell broke loose.
Then I pushed too hard, and my ever-present alter ego took control.
If she thought I gave up easily when the chips were down, she had another warning coming.