Chapter 4

After three years in the pen and having to accept some less-than-welcome attention or get his ass kicked, it would be nice to be able to pick his own friends again and maybe more. Still, he wouldn’t push anything. For all he knew, Jeff wasn’t the least bit interested. He probably had a wife or at least a lady in a nice house in town and absolutely no use for a beat-up race driver and mechanic who didn’t have much to offer except the ability to do some work. He told himself he was okay with such status. A special relationship was one of those nice-to-have things that wasn’t essential when a guy was hungry, broke and down to his last bit of luck. For now he’d count his blessings. 2