d his Ford F-250

He wa

movie shoot this time.

ange flash

l. Just

The F-250, heavy but

McLa

ew th

n anniversary gift,

o flashy. Too muc

it again, weavin

ge. Or

lanes. The McLaren mi

d, suddenly,

ed the whee

eavy-duty bumper against e

on the shoulde

ine. He felt a cold

It wasn't ju

door of the or

ny jeans, designer shirt, sun

" Peterson. Soc

on Brenda' s pho

er, yanking off

ld man? You blind

was high

d my car! M

is truck. He look

bumper. The McLaren'

rratically," Jack s

t! This is a six-figure car, you fossil!

lready gathering. P

gesturing at the McLaren. "She' ll buy me ten

ar

en

onths. Six months he was deep in a desert testing

ith everything. His c

this," Kyle sneer

ck' s older truck, his simple c

their as

wrecked McLaren he' d specif

f her betra

' d play along. See

Jack said.