Jeff Castle has changed lanes from the high-tech world to that of the classic muscle cars and their fans when he inherits his uncle's glorified junkyard. His new life is complicated when help is hard to find. An impulse leads him to pick up a hiker on a remote road, and the man turns out to be just the kind of muscle Jeff needs in every way. <br /><br />Released from prison after three hellish years, Mike needs help. All he can offer is his willingness to work and his background in repairing and racing stock cars. He gives this freely to Jeff and soon finds he wants to give more. Will his benefactor be willing to accept the love of an ex-con who still has a blot on his name? Mike is scared to ask, but nature takes matters out of his hands. <br /><br />Together, Jeff and Mike begin racing toward an amazing future.

Muscle Car Man

He shrugged. “Yeah, I can get the Mustang. Should be back in an hour or a little more if I can find my way back on those damn farm roads to where I left it. And thanks. I will feel better to know its safe here with me.”


“Get gone. I’ve got work to do. And when you get back, you will, too.”


Mike whistled a vague tune as he steered Jeff Castle’s truck out the gate and headed back the way they had just come. Life sure did take some surprising turns. There he was, hoofing it along in the blazing sun, and all at once he had a job, a place to stay and maybe even a future. Talk about getting lucky.


He wasn’t quite sure what to make of his new boss. Something about Jeff seemed to proclaim money, education and class, so why would a guy with such stuff going for him be running a glorified junkyard? Maybe it was just a hobby to him, fooling with classic cars and running a half-assed business to support it, although he’d seemed to be pretty serious about the business end.


Chapter 3