Hello, Broken. 
Meet, Damaged. 
You two have a lot in common. All I wanted was another Hannah. I never cared about the secret society, or the people here, or the money. I only pledged because of her. Because this was her life, and I wanted to be in it forever, but forever never came. So, I live in the past with the memories of the girl I loved. I chase her ghost until the bottom of every bottle and search for her embrace in every wrong girl. I drown out her voice with the beat of my drums and the roar of my bike, but it’s only temporary. When I am sober, the loss kills me. Until I met her. Lexington. Whoever said opposites attract got the fundamental laws of attraction mixed up. I wasn’t supposed to fall for the equally messed-up, anonymous one-night stand, but she understands my pain, and she saves me from it. And from the Mafia.