Maeve Purnell cuts the back of her wedding dress open twenty minutes before the ceremony and leaves the Verlon church hall with no plan past the end of the street.
After three years of letting the town arrange a life everyone called lucky, the only man who offers her a ride anywhere she wants, instead of an opinion about where she ought to go, is Silas "Hitch" Voyles, a Coldwater King twenty years patched.
She gets on his bike still wearing the dress, beside the man the club sends when something has to come off the highway at four in the morning, a man who has never let anyone hand him a thing.
Everett Bidwell does not come for her with his hands; he uses county paper, her sister's job, a ring reported stolen, and a deputy in the doorway.
The Kings close around her, and for ten days the decisions are made in rooms she is not in.
She will not trade one set of men for another, and the only thing she will take from Hitch is the ask he has never made.
