Kin

"She'd hit the road after the weed business finally got too hot to handle. She'd run a tight ship as long as possible but it was the price of success in that business – the mob came sniffing around if you did too well, no matter how low your profile. Loretta was young and it was time for a change, so she'd caught a Greyhound out of town, heading west. She could've bought a car - plenty of money stashed away - but cars were traceable and there was a price on her head. So she'd ridden the buses and sometimes she'd hitched, and after a while she'd fetched up at the ass-end of nowhere: Beacon Hills, California."