akes his SUV whip the c

ow com

lows the silky electric whine. And my eyes cross

always talking about. Was TENZ JER'SEY busted? That's w

an inch as he leans across it, and a dark head duck

I scan in my directio

I sq

LINE DIEGO,

m my best attempt at smi

for this. Get in

ncess? Do I resemble a Pomeranian?" Jesus, does he

ntinues to burn i

r turning them down, can you? Or is it obstruction of justice or something? Shit, if I'm going to

ut making a

even. Get in the dam

h a shivery feeling. "Ask polite. Or you'll have to make me

don't want m

if you try it?" Christ, I should just close my mou

darkness of the car. "Get into the car. You're

eat put

three, p

about the grossly high heels I'm wear

d "snitch" to the long list of vices on my family's name. I hear

out my name as I look back

ewalk see what is happening but don't even bother to intervene. Jesus, doesn't anyone on the anon

blind bit of noti

el fingers grip my arm, yanking me back. I coll

rges th

e handsome face as I struggle to break free from his grip. But his grip does

I grit out as he shove

awking at us. "Innocent people don't try to make a brea

's towering above me. "You try being a woman walking

r's back passenger door and pu

ds. My hand flies to the handle a

finitel

r

eally in deep

and too quiet, the air thick with the scent of leather and something

, and a leather jacket. And against the unstructuredness of what he's wearing, everything is fresh and expense.

s. But it's not his height that's plaguing me. It's him in totality-because mo

rough my head at r

yer for me when I get to mak

already i

ve smuggled guns? Or am I getting arrested for dating a mobster? Or for working for a casino that washes dirty money? I hadn't

that my friendship with him would make the police

st education your money can provide, but I also get to spend time with

, the group that controls the seedy underbelly of the city

art of the organization. TENZ JER'SEY says it's what they always do, trying to find a weak link,

going to get my phone call so tha

just like the leather jacket he's wearing, and I can see ink creeping up from his colla

ome straight to the point here? Because I'm really in a rush and have to get to work please." I don't know why

ear-view mirror. My breath sticks in

say a sin

e to stop a flush running up my cheeks and

look for me? "Why are you stalking me?"

must think very highly of yoursel

ng by, I start getting anxious about how

his month's bills. What my mom earns isn't enough to get us by; it hasn't been for quite some time now. She refers to herself as an escort-she's essentially a high-class hooker. And her career choi