Travis McCall has been dead six months. He was a Cobalt Son. He was a good husband, everyone said.
Then Junie found the burner phone in his toolbox.
He was leaving her. He was running product for a rival outfit. And the Cobalt Sons voted, that night on Highway 12, to let him go.
They paid her a widow's settlement. She took it straight to the clubhouse and set it on the president's table.
Bear Caudill is over forty, built like a door, and has been holding one page of the truth back since the funeral. He doesn't want to give it up. Junie doesn't give him a choice.
She's not the widow they think she is. She's the only debt collector this club has left.
