When I was nineteen, I left Texas and my dysfunctional family behind,
and I haven’t looked back. Life was good for a while. I joined the
Satan’s Knights motorcycle club and immersed myself in art. The kind of
art that requires a gun and a body as a blank canvas.
But all good things must come to an end, and I soon found myself as a
single father, struggling to find my place in a new charter. Now my
estranged mother wants me to come home, which means facing my past. And
that doesn’t just include my family. It also includes
the childhood friend I left behind. All grown up and pissed as hell,
Bess is giving me one hell of a cold shoulder. I’m not the Ryan Perry
she remembers, and she sure as hell isn’t willing to get to know
Needles, the man I am now. With her fancy clothes and
her holier-than-thou attitude, she’s creeping under my skin and filling
my head with impure thoughts. I need to get back to New York before I
get hooked on something I’m not supposed to have, or worse, start
believing that this is my Rite of Passage.