Robbed? Check.
Stranded? Check.
A dead car, no money, and no phone?
Check, check, and check.
Oh, and it’s raining.
That’s how my grumpy knight-in-oil-stained overalls finds me.
He seems nice enough but he wants payment up front.
With nothing to offer but myself, I make a deal.
A week seems like a fair trade… right?
But I realize too late that he counts time differently.
And Carter Black never plans to let me go.