South Florida looks like a postcard. It has that particular kind of beauty which makes people forget there are problems at all - turquoise water, salt air, and the permanent feeling of a holiday that never quite ends.

Etta Tiger Jonze grew up somewhere that version of Florida never touched. She learned early how to read situations and people, and that instinct became a habit long before it became useful.

Her family ran a drug operation out of the Florida Keys, and Etta wanted in. She got her wish, until the cartel decided to add human trafficking to the arrangement. That was the line she would not cross. The decision cost her family their lives and left her as the only one who survived.