6 months ago, my now ex-boyfriend and his MC tried to kill me and my father, my father was also an enforcer for the MC. They half succeeded. So what was a chick to do? I packed my kid, my best friend and her kid up and ran, after I blew up their club house. My father always told me, "if anything happens, you pack up and get your ass to Charming, California. Go to your Aunt Gemma." I sought protection from a woman I didn't know.