Publisher's Synopsis
Tilly was biracial, seventeen, and no fool when it came to turning her dream into reality. "I got a plan if you are bold enough. Lots of money I'm talking about." She moved in close and rubbed George where it felt good. "More money than you'll ever make in a lifetime. I'm asking if you want something better than working as a flunky pencil pusher in a sorry ass warehouse." Tilly's rubbing eased George Hall into the right frame of mind. Her plan made sense. Despite the fact that he was white and almost twice her age, they wouldn't be leaving Chattanooga, Tennessee with any problems chasing them.
