In August 2021, they tried to disprove the adage that violence doesn't solve anything―by killing everyone. No people, no problems.
Fifty years later, humanity has emerged from the ashes. As if nuclear war wasn't enough, a cruel virus followed on its heels, reducing many survivors to mindless killers.
With no infrastructure left, Drivers are the only link between scattered towns. Anyone with the skill to maintain a vehicle (and the balls to hit the road) can seek riches running jobs for the Roadhouse.
Kevin longs to trade in his steering wheel for a Roadhouse of his own, no longer being the idiot ducking bullets for a handful of coins. He'sone run away from retiring when a strange woman begs him for a ride to Harrisburg. Desperation has a way of getting a man to do stupid things, and he agrees to run a package so valuable half the Wildlands will come after him.
For his whole life, all Kevin cared about was himself―and maybe his car―yet his enigmatic companion makes him wonder if there's more to life than selling food, booze, and weapons to reckless fools.
Her past catches up to them, stranding Kevin at a fork in the road: fulfill his dream, or let it go for something he never thought he'd want―love.
