Having moved his family from England to Detroit and opened a foreign car dealership, Spencer’s life was derailed by the death of his beloved wife. Now disconnected from his young daughter
and losing control of the cocktail of drugs and alcohol that gets him through
the day, he only just keeps Child Protective Services at bay while his business
teeters on the edge of bankruptcy. 

Then he has a seemingly chance encounter with a charismatic but lethal
gangster, Dominic McGrath. Feeling the squeeze from informants, the rise of
tech surveillance, and a hotshot detective who’s made busting him a personal
crusade, McGrath’s been planning a last heist that would allow a comfortable
retirement, provided he can find a very special type of driver—one who’s
capable, trustworthy . . . and naïve. 

Spencer quickly proves himself behind the wheel, with his innate sense
of timing and precise, high-speed maneuvers. And McGrath even pays cash,
lots of it. But it comes at a price; Spencer finds himself playing in an arena
where rookies don’t last long. Wising up to the ruthlessness behind McGrath’s
charming façade, he tries to break free, but McGrath has too much invested
to allow him to leave. 

As the city swelters in a heat wave, the two men apply their considerable
talents to besting each other, while mistakenly assuming they have only each
other to beat.