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

Boyd picked the charger up off the counter and tossed it, chuckling at Oliver’s attempt to catch it. He turned back to the clerk and handed over two twenties with a smirk. “I don’t recall saying it was for my girlfriend.”


He was handed back his change in silence, and he pocketed it and picked up the take-out food that they’d had prepared while they’d showered. The RV site might have poor taste in picking out clerks, but at least they’d had shower facilities and a restaurant. After another night in the car, it was a welcome refresher.


“So, what’s the plan for today, boss?” Oliver said once they’d both dropped into the front seat, and immediately began trying to force his way through the unyielding plastic that kept the charger safe.


Chapter 19