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“I appreciate that. Very much.”
“Now, you’ll have to name her. Make it a good nickname, ‘cuz you’ll be stuck with it.”
I look up and see Carson standing in the doorway. I jog over to him and explain what’s going on. He calls Sam, and soon, a crowd is gathered out by the Spyder.
Everyone wants to see what the bike can do.
“What do you say, Val? Do you want to take it for a spin? It’s yours for the weekend.”
“Sure!”
I get her helmet and hand it to her. Then Carson and I both get on our bikes to join her. When we look around, it looks like a few others want to go for a run with us as well.
Soon, there are about eight bikes in formation, and we all follow each other onto the highway. I stay beside Val to make sure she’s okay because it’s her first time on a group ride.
She’s doing great, so I give her a thumbs up.
Carson’s in the front. After a few miles, he motions that he’ll be turning, and we all follow his lead. We all head back to the club and pull into the parking lot.
Everybody looks over at Val as she takes off her helmet, and she has a huge grin on her face. Some of the riders give her a thumbs up. Others give her a high five as they go back inside the club.
I walk up to her, and she gives me a proud smile.
“That was your first ride, and you did great!”
We walk into the club, and everybody cheers or claps. I look down at Val as she blushes a pretty pink.
“Thanks, everybody!”
Carson has a big grin on his face when we slide into the seat across from him.
“You’re a Wild Rider now, Val.”
I look over at her. “What did you think of the Spyder?”
“I loved it!”
“So, is that the bike you want?”
“Yes,” then she gives me a soft smile, “Thank you, Chase.”
“For what?”
“You know. You made sure that everyone here would welcome me and my Spyder.”
I wrap my arm around her and pull her into a side hug. “Anything for you, Babe.”
Thirty-Seven
Chase
It’s Saturday, and we make sure we’re home in time for the evening news.
“It’s on every local news channel.”
We watch as the station airs the entire story of how a local security guard’s life was endangered because of a faulty bulletproof vest. They sing the praises of Knight Security and how we contacted the police when we suspected the vendor. Jaxson’s involvement is not mentioned; instead, they praise the police. One news station ends its segment with a brief interview with Sanders.
I turn off the television with the remote and shrug, “I wonder how long it will take for this not to be news.”
