Before . . .

Walk to and from school. Train for hours. Eat. Sleep. Repeat.

This was the pattern we followed, every day until I turned 18.

Shooting guns. Deceiving people. Making money.

Constantly expected to do better. To be better. My father continuously wishing I had been born a boy. And me resenting him because of this.

I guess that's just part of the deal when your the gang leader's daughter.
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A pair of glasses only go so far to hide one person's identity. When Skylar finds herself trapped in the enemy's basement, there's only one way to return back to her life. Hey, if you can't beat them, join them.