Solitude and motor oil meets soul food and wariness.

I'm a grease-stained enigma. A watcher, a protector, an ex-con, and a mechanic. My name is Brick. I'm old enough to know good things come to those who wait and hungry enough to go after what I want.

I am a proud independent. A nurturer, a cook, a casualty, and a grandparent. My name is Lisa. I'm cautious enough to keep my distance and too wise to let a chance at love pass me by.

We seem unmatched—in race, in history, in lifestyle—but when tragedy leaves a baby in our care and a target on our backs, we discover the strength of family. Unified.