I’d never lived a normal life. I never saw my family or even future in an episode of Full House. We weren’t even like One Last Step. By ten years old, Westley had me weighing dime bags after I finished my math homework. In my late teens I took over running the numbers. Westley worked to legitimize his businesses, but he always needed a place to launder money and a safe place for his clients to place bets.

I hit two keys on the laptop in Frankie’s office but couldn’t ...