The fate of the world depends on driving a package through assassins, rogues, and monsters from Detroit to Boston, only at night.
This is a short story I wrote for a contest. I have a thought of expanding this into at least a mini-series. We shall see, but nothing more will be written until I finish The Crescent.
Cover Art: 1965 Pontiac Tempest GTO Racing at Sunset2847Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq8fSiSBSVD
by: GarthGlazier2847Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFFyndxCLtU
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