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“There,” I said, pointing to the bike.
“I see him.” Colton swerved to the left, passing the car in front. The bike was only three blocks ahead of us now.
“What are you going to say when you reach him?” I asked, hoping this would not turn into some brawl.
“I don’t know. I guess it depends on him.”
“That’s what I was afraid of,” I murmured.
The bike made a left turn at the next intersection and we followed closely. Only two blocks separated us at this point. When he pulled into some dive bar, my stomach dropped, but Colton didn’t take his foot off the pedal.
He pulled up next to the bike just as the man removed his helmet. He recognized us immediately and crossed his arms as he watched us get out of the car.
“What’s your problem, man? Why are you following me?” he asked.
“You purchased a necklace at the pawnshop. I want to buy it back from you,” Colton explained. That wasn’t so bad. It sounded reasonable.
“It’s not for sale,” said the man.
Ugh! Come on!
“Look,” began Colton, walking closer to the guy. “This piece you bought has sentimental value to me. You can buy something else with the money.”
“Well, my old lady, she likes this antique stuff, so I’m thinking it’ll have some sentimental value to her, too.”
Colton rubbed his face and blew out a frustrated sigh. “How much do you want?”
The man raised his bushy salt-and-pepper eyebrows and snuck a glance at the black sports car behind us. “I’m thinking five grand.”
What!
“Done,” said Colton, surprising me with his quick response.
The man grinned. “Did I say five? I meant ten.”
Nodding, Colton stared down at the pavement right before he reached across and grabbed the man by his t-shirt collar.
“I know I may look like some spoiled shit, but let’s get one thing clear. I’m not a fool.” They stared at one another, neither willing to back down.
“Ah, Colton?” I interrupted.
“Yeah?”
“About ten guys are standing out front of the bar right now, watching you.”
Colton’s head snapped up and the man smiled. I wasn’t sure about Colton, but the weathered faces of the men behind us scared me.
“We should go,” I said when I saw a few of the men approaching us.
“I’m not leaving without that necklace.” Colton still held the man by his shirt. “What’s it going to be? Will you take the five grand and buy your old lady whatever she damn well pleases or do I sue you and your friends for assaulting me and I bring this whole fucking place down?”
The man stared pointedly at Colton’s fist. Letting go, Colton stepped back. The biker straightened his t-shirt and leather jacket and held up his hand when his friends were only a few feet behind us. I held my breath, afraid even the slightest movement would tilt the outcome of this standoff.
“Do you have the money on you?” asked the scary biker dude.
“No. But I can transfer it to you right now.”
“All right. Go ahead. It’s [email protected].”
