He could take anything he wanted—her heart, her body, and he wanted it all. He was going to have it and she was helpless. All she could do was throw her head back and take it. Lana’s dreary life, of sitting behind a nurse’s desk and watching people die, gets shaken up when she finds her boyfriend, Jim, dying from a heroin overdose in the bathroom. She packs up, ends her life in Arizona and hits the road to San Diego where she unwittingly signs up to work in a bloodbath clinic where they do nothing but pull bullets out of criminals without notifying the police.
She went from watching people die to work for the mafia.