ALAN
I'm full of conflict as we return to the main highway. It's probably a bad idea to get involved with an escaped mob princess. But damn it...I like her. I don't want to leave her alone in Montreal with strangers.
She would be safer with me.
That's completely irrational. But something about this whole ‘friends in Montreal’ thing doesn't smell right.
Maybe I'm jealous. Maybe I don't want to hand her off to anyone, and I'm just making excuses.
A guy like me can't afford to get attached. I'm always on the road either stealing or transporting. I never stay in one place more than a few seasons.
It means I can't settle down with anyone—unless I find someone willing to wander around with me. If I put down roots someplace I've been committing crimes, that gives the cops a chance to catch
