When Tulle notices a Ford Galaxy parked across the orchard, the four friends are confronted with a mystery. Why would the feds bother to watch them? After citing an article in Time magazine, referring to Counter Intelligence, the new computers at the NCIC, and Nixon’s goon squad, Sean reaches for the phone, and sure enough, two clicks come over the line. ‘We’re all being watched,’ he concludes.

Paranoia? All he wants is a girl friend. And the night he meets her, Tulle forgets all about the Galaxy. She has green eyes, the kind that hold your bones together. But when his father, a Nuclear Scientist, is arrested, and the old black woman in Pittsburg tells him that the pick-up truck was stolen, Tulle knows it’s not paranoia.

Compelled to do something, unable to do anything at all, in order to help clear his father’s name, Tulle is thrown into a labyrinth and the only way out is in