When it rains it pours. One day, I was teaching high school English and had an awesome FBI boyfriend.
The next day, I was newly single (not by choice) and crying over the body of one of my students... with a bullet hole in my leg.
After something like that, I couldn't face the classroom again. Instead, I wanted to fight against gun violence. So I joined the ATF.
After a year, I was given my first undercover op...in a classroom. The mission - get close to the principal, who also happens to be the heir to the American Mafia in San Francisco.
The fine print....my FBI partner is my ex...
Oh yeah, this is gonna go well.