where twelve hours of crime -including murder- is legal, and the naive weak girl gets stuck with a boy who doesn't show fear, but shows murder. "You don't know how bad you're getting on my nerves" he muttered in annoyance. "If I could, I would've shut a bullet through your brain, but you're my only luck on finding Emma." "Do it." I demanded. "Either way we both know in these next twelve hours I will get killed."