The Mojave was unforgiving.
She knew that for a fact.
But when she took the job, she never thought she would have found herself waking up from a coma, only to learn that she had gotten shot in the head, buried alive and somehow, miraculously survived.
Her brain was scrambled more than a lakelurk egg on a continental breakfast plate, and she couldn't remember anything, aside from her name and that she needed to find out why she was the target of an attempted murder plot.
She also knew that she wanted justice, but even more so…
Revenge.