Brotherhood and beer meets single mom and apple pie.
I am a riding contradiction.
A scholar, a cynic, a brother, and a biker.
My name is Trunk.
I’m smart enough to recognize the chip on my shoulder, and cautious enough to keep it right where it is.
I am a misguided romantic.
A mom, a daughter, an agent, and a survivor
My name is Jaimie.
I’m strong enough to look after my family alone, and too stubborn to accept I don’t have to.
We make an odd couple—our differences obvious—but when hatred and danger threaten to destroy everything of value in our lives, we only get stronger.