Still, capture points of interest. Brenda, can you give ‘em a hand with their kits?”“How ya doing, Wolfie?” Belinda teased and dismounted from...her Onex bike, and stretched her arms, and rubbed her behind, and sighed as she worked the kinks from the trail out of her backside. She gave me an almost sympathetic grin before she held the binoculars to her eyes and scanned the route forward.“Never better,” I lied as I wiped my black bandanna over my face. Two hours of almost nonstop riding. Old. “No, you don’t. That’s not your fault, though. This is my fifth time doing something like this. He’s gonna kill me.”“I’m not going to let him hurt you,” I said fervently. “I’m driving us to the nearest police station and...”“Damn it, Lincoln! You don’t get it. The crazy prick has everyone on his side.”“Even in Pennsylvania? Or Jersey? We’re going to be in Jersey soon.”Kit wiped tears away. “I’m begging you. Drop me off, for your own sake.”My car’s low fuel alert dinged. “Shit.”“Yeah, you’re. ? "Keep Wednesday open. Here's my number," and he handed her his card, "Call me Monday afternoon, okay?" Uuuh, yeah... sure... call ya... right."He finished his drink and moved off to work the crowd. Glad handing some, patting this girl on the rear; approaching a petite blonde with a pixie cut and a tattoo partially revealed on her breast from behind and lightly kissing her neck, causing a shriek followed by gales of laughter. Then he spotted the tattoo and did what no one else had the nerve to. When I just stepped out of the room opening the doors I felt the sensitivity on my eyes due to sunshine. So I immediately covered my eyes with hands.Suddenly I heard a giggle on my right. Puzzled at the sound of a stranger’s giggle I looked to my right. It was a slim girl looking Indian standing with a cup of steaming drink in her hands giggling at me. At first, I was confused about why she was giggling at me.So I checked my sides to confirm. But it was just me and her at that place. Looking at.