Jack Foley was busting out of Florida"s Glades Prison when he ran head-on into Karen Sisco with a shotgun. Suddenly the world-class gentleman felon was sharing a cramped car trunk with a disarmed federal marshal -- whose Chanel suit cost more than the take from Foley"s last bank job -- and the chemistry was working overtime. Here"s a lady Jack could fall for in a big way, if she weren"t a dedicated representative of the law that he breaks for a living. And as soon as she escapes, he"s already missing her. But there are some seriously bad men and a major score waiting for Jack in Motown. And there"s a good chance that when his path crosses Karen"s again, she"s going to be there for business, not pleasure.