EDDIE HYDE, lives in today's world. What the poor schnook lacks in brains, he makes up in kindness. Eddie's no saint: he's boosted cars and taken things that don't belong to him, and he's not without talent--it takes skill to pick those locks. But all that is behind him. Since he rolled out of Mansfield Correctional Facility he's kept his nose clean. His goals are simple: go straight and stay straight. Maybe eventually find a girl he can love, marry and raise a family. Not easy with all those temptations dangling in front of him. Besides he's secretly in love with Lucy Gates, his parole officer. Eddie fights off all temptation until...
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