Charged

<p><em><strong>The mafia has ruined my life...</strong></em></p><p><strong>Run. Hide. Repeat. </strong>A cycle that never ends. That has been my life for longer than I remember. <br>Hiding keeps you alive has been my motto. I know that all it takes is one missed step... One person to recognize me and I'm done. Death at this point would almost be welcomed instead of the scurrying life I lead. </p><p>When my car breaks down running from the latest encounter I know I'm in trouble. Stranding in the middle of Louisiana with no wheels no money and no way to run I wonder if life could get much worse?<br>It seems it could. </p><p>The six foot tall walking wet dream for a <em><strong>mechanic</strong></em> that is fixing my said ride is rude mean and is a tree I'd love to climb. Ryker pulls no punches he tells me how it is and he tempts me to stop running. <br>He makes me <strong>want</strong> to want him even when I know it will be the biggest mistake a girl like me can make.<br>I can't stop. I can't be found. <br>I can't be here any longer than necessary. </p><p>So when he asks me out on a date I know it's the key moment that can destroy everything that I've worked so hard to avoid. </p><p>Life and living it. Can I leave what sweet little moment of life I've tasted? </p>