I'm a man without a conscience.
I deal in murder and mayhem.
I'm the best at what I do.
Frankie Helburn is supposed to be an easy job.
A means to flush her father out of hiding.
Except there isn't anything simple about Frankie or the secrets she's keeping.
She's cocaine with legs. I'm addicted before I've even had a taste.
I might have her, but I can't keep her.
But if her father doesn't show his face, Frankie will be mine.