Kaya

The desert highway had a way of making a man forget his better judgment. When I picked up a stranded blonde named Kaya on the road to Las Vegas, I never expected her charm to sweep me off my feet. One secluded motel, one unforgettable night, and one rude awakening later, she was gone. So were my wallet and watch. Turns out, the prettiest hitchhikers can leave the ugliest souvenirs.