When you're a 27-year old cokehead, murder your dealer, and get your girlfriend and 15-year old brother to help clean up the crime scene and bury the body in the desert, you're obviously in a world of trouble. Especially after you're arrested.
Things may seem okay, though, once you skip bail and flee the state. Particularly if you take your girlfriend with you, and then marry her under a different name. Life is good, right?
But here's the thing. At this point, you're basically "all-in" on keeping her happy. Because if, three years later, she gets tired of being a fugitive, guess what? She can turn you in, at which point she'll probably get immunity and you'll get 15 to life.
Oh, yeah. One more thing. Twenty-seven years later, when you've got yet another parole eligibility hearing, and the Board of Parole Hearings finally grants you parole, don't be surprised if The Terminator reverse the decision. Which he does as a matter of course.
And even though the trial court will reverse, the Court of Appeal will reinstate the Governor's decision.
The bummers just keep coming.