Your a car booster. Meaning you steal cars and sell them to clients. You also push a lot of weight. Making you a very powerful woman.

The FBI is always on your ass. You were in you office in your shop when one of your workers told you the FBI boss was there for you. You let him in and saw the boss, a childhood friend that went in the opposite path from you.

Maybe it was for the best. He sat down, wearing a suit and his cuffs in his hands. “Are you gonna surrender or make this hard?”