Why the hell did it have to be her?

The bartender at Four Horseman was a walking wet dream and now she's my damn job.

I thought it would be simple. Get intel from the witness. Ignore her sass and sexuality.

I was wrong. She's more than I bargained for.

I may risk everything to save her from her fate.

My life, my future….my club.
 

Busta… My jailer.

I thought he was good-looking at the bar.

No more.

The man is arrogant, ruthless: a complete prick.

I need a way out of this and through him is the best.

I need to find a chink in his armor.

I'll do what it takes to gain my freedom.

Anything to get free. 

Except giving him the intel he wants.