“Are we almost there?” Kelsi asked anxiously.
“Almost,” Bree replied.
They had been on the road for about twenty minutes, and as time went on, Kelsi got more and more jittery. This was the first time she would ever do something against the law, and her anxiety was making her stomach churn.
She knew that this was eventually going to happen now that she was a part of a Mafia crime family. She wouldn’t be able to keep her hands clean forever. This was her new life; she had been adopted into a family of unexpectedly nice criminals, and she had no plans of being a burden to them.
Still, her morals were clashing with her determination inside her heart.
She had a good childhood despite losing her family — always being cared for and provided with all her needs. She had always been a law-abidi
