"Sometimes I hear him whispering in my ear as if my conscience has grown and matured into a six foot three dark haired male. The studying, reading, and listening I did to impress adults are nothing compared to what I learned from Vito." Erin Love isn't something you can control. As much as Vito, mobster enforcer, wish he could, he can't. And falling in love with someone who is close to jailbait age is even tougher. Vito bides his time and waits. For an impulsive guy with limited self-control, it's difficult to maintain restraint. Erin just wants to forget. She would love to be able to sleep at night without being thrust into one of the many nightmares she's lived through. Being smart doesn't save you from terror and doesn't teach you how to live with it. You can't escape the mob. It's part of your existence