Chapter 48: Highway to Nowhere
Gowanda was past them and Tartan just happened to be the next city on the map. Ridge said, “It’s really not a city at all. There’s a bunch of hunting camps in the woods, a general store, a gas station, and nothing more. All the property owners have a lot of acreage. The place is hardcore rustic and—”
Damian’s mind drifted away from what Ridge was saying. He thought of when he first met Ridge, picking the guy up at The Unicorn in Pittsburgh. The bar was illuminated with violet rays of light. Maroon 5 played down from overhead speakers. The drinks were strong and expensive, but neither of them minded. Ridge was a little bombed, Damian knew. Both men were out to have a good time, find a date, a f**k-friend, or in their individual cases, long-term partners Dami
