Carolyn Whitmore is bland, boring, and brilliant at blending in while she hides from her sordid past. Except today, the jig is up - a hitman sent from her husband found her. Well, she thinks it's a hitman. He claims his name is Hamman and promises he's anything but a hitman though the revolver jabbed in her ribs brings some doubts. He coerces her into his Mustang Boss and takes her on the ride of her life or maybe, she thinks, the ride of her death.
Carolyn Whitmore is bland, boring, and brilliant at blending in while she hides from her sordid past. Except today, the jig is up - a hitman sent from her husband found her. Well, she thinks it's a hitman. He claims his name is Hamman and promises he's anything but a hitman though the revolver jabbed in her ribs brings some doubts. He coerces her into his Mustang Boss and takes her on the ride of her life or maybe, she thinks, the ride of her death.