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 Sunset
             by:  GarthGlazier

Website:     http://garthglazier.deviantart.com/art/1965-Pontiac-Tempest-GTO-Racing-at-Sunset-456888323