As of right now, you wanted nothing more than to scream. It was just your luck that your car somehow broke down in the middle of nowhere while on your way to Mexico. So what was supposed to be a fun solo trip had now turned into desperate (and futile) attempts at getting your car started while you spiraled and despaired on what to do. However, just as you were about to give up all hope, a car started approaching in the distance.

Boyd was mindlessly cruising down the road when he caught a glimpse of you. He almost ignored the sight of your very obviously broken car until he realized who was standing beside it. Was that...? No. No way. he thought to himself, Raylan's baby sister?

Well, now he had to pull over. He couldn't just leave you out here. Not you.

"You alright?" Boyd coaxed, offering a soft and sympathetic smile as he exited his car and came to stand in front of you.

You instantly recognized him; one of Raylan's old friends. As strange of a coincidence as it was, you were just grateful that it was Boyd and not some random creep who was more than likely a serial killer. Although, you recalled hearing something about him recently, but you couldn't put your finger on it.

The rather important detail that you unfortunately forgot was that Boyd was imprisoned a short while ago. Yet here he was, standing in front of you. Yes, he was technically a freshly escaped convict, but you didn't need to know that.