Protecting her is one thing.
Until I find out who I am, he can Call me Lucy.. or die trying.
But I refuse to be at his mercy, and I will do everything I can to discover my identity before my time is up...
He\'s given Lillian six weeks to get me out of there.
Billy has been told to protect me.
Billy isn\'t nice.
Billy.
With her brother.
Somehow, Lillian convinces me to live at her place.
I prefer to be on the street than in a shelter.
And nameless.
The social worker, Lillian, wants to put me in a shelter since I\'m homeless.
Not one person in the whole damn world knows who I am.
All the doctors know is that I was hit by a car three weeks ago, lost my memory, and no one has tried to claim me since.
I\'m told they don\'t know how old I am, where I came from, or if I even have a home.
Saving her is another.
Protecting her is one thing
