"Here I was, doing ninety on the Santa Monica Freeway with a quart of whiskey shoved into my crotch and my dead neighbor in the trunk. It had come time to leave Los Angeles..." Thus begins the pre-apocalyptic, cross-country race with death to bury the murdered past in Joseph Mattson's urgent, beautifully reckless debut novel of transgressive loss and hunted redemption, culminating in a shotgun fight with God. Includes an open-road, open-whiskey soundtrack...