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.