For as long as Boyd can remember, he's been pushing pins into a map. Carson City, Las Vegas, Albuquerque -- all places he wants to see, for a dozen different reasons that wouldn't mean a thing to anyone else. When he finally gets a chance to purchase the '70 Plymouth Duster of his dreams, at a price that even he can manage, Boyd jumps at the opportunity.<br><br>Oliver seems like just another kid with a broken dream when their paths cross in Vegas. Against Boyd's better judgment, he offers to let Oliver hitch along for the ride when Oliver confides the need to get out and get gone.<br><br>But isn’t long before Boyd realizes Oliver's reasons for running are more complicated -- and more dangerous -- than Oliver let on. Boyd doesn't like people who play hardball, and he definitely doesn't like people messing with a man who's managed to light a fuse that Boyd forgot he had.

Road Trip

They walked about an hour, far too closely and comfortably if one could trust the eyeballing they got from a few of the young men draped against the fence that corralled off the boundaries. But it only took one good look back from Boyd to get those eyes turned away. If there was one thing Boyd could make work for him, it was his perfect New York glare. And, if there was one thing that could spark that glare into life, that one thing that Boyd couldn’t tolerate, it was intolerance.


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