Holly Hands. 29. Single mom. Disgraced, former boxing pro. Repo woman.
Holly wonders if it’s a joke when she’s assigned her new job: to repo a helicopter.
She can’t fly. She doesn’t even like heights.
Yet where there’s a will, there’s a way. Holly can handle anything—as long as another dead body doesn’t come with it.
Unfortunately for her, it does.
Luckily, Holly has Lucky by her side—a neglected pit bull she found on the wrong side of a job, who refuses to leave her side—and who, like her, has nowhere to go but up. Together, maybe they can crawl their way out of the urban hell of their bad slice of Baltimore, where coming home at night is even more dangerous than going to work. Maybe Holly can manage to get her young daughter the medical treatment she desperately needs, and manage to get her out of her dangerous public school and into the private school of her dreams. Just maybe, she can fall in love with that private school Dad from the other side of town and start a whole new life.
Or maybe not.
Life has never been easy for Holly. And if the past few days are any indication, it’s about to get a whole lot worse.
