Firepower, John Cutter [best summer reads .txt] 📗

just big enough for the Harley, behind the boxes of wide-screen TVs. He turned off the engine, made sure the bike was secured in place, and then went down the ramp.

“She confirmed it — Lopez is in Arizona,” he said.

He helped put the ramp up, and they walked up to the tractor-cab. They both climbed in, Dutch getting into the driver’s seat.

Dutch started the truck as Vince took off the motorcycle helmet.

Dutch drove toward the freeway and within half an hour they were barreling along, a little above the speed limit, going west.