A kid like me grows up taking what they can get…Believe me, I’ve taken to get where I am now. Cash is power. With power comes security. Loyalty can’t be bought. Love? That’s no more than a soul shattering weakness. So why does a woman like Sloan, raised to be taken advantage of, still have a heart capable of giving?…And why does a thief like me want to lay the spoils at her feet? —Carver