Prologue
Prologue
Keith.
My poor ass! Five hours rolling, I can’t take it anymore. Finally, I see the tight turn announcing home! I see Ryder in front of me on his black Harley low rider. My blue fat boy follows him without problem. We take the turn and Ryder stops abruptly. I almost hit him trying to break, then I see the crash. A body lie in the middle of the road. Pieces of what seemed to be a bike surround it. Ryder is already running towards it
“Shit! Keith, hurry up!”
I get down from my bike and join him. Pieces of a blue helmet surround the head of the victim. I push back black hair, glued to its face by blood. It’s a woman. No, more like a girl, a young girl, on her stomach.
“Keith, help me turn her around”
I took her arm and held her head while Ryder pushed her on her back. A painful moan escaped her lips, but her eyes stayed shut.
“We need to take her to Doc. She won’t make it to the hospital.” Ryder tells me.
“Doc won’t be happy.” I replied.
“That’s not my problem. Bring your bike, we’ll tie her to you.”
I took my bike and brought it closer to her. I took her fragile body against mine. Ryder tied a rope around us then took her arms, which were in a really weird angle and tied them around me.
“Come on Keith, no time to waist!”
One hand on the handlebar, one on her, I rode a fast as I could.
I arrived at the “Skull Head” and screamed for help. Stiff came and started untying the girl.
“What the hell happened?”
“Bike accident. Where’s Doc?”
“In the back, I’ll go get him.”
I took the little body in my arms and walked towards the bar. I put her down softly on the bar and took off her leather jacket.
“Keith, what the hell is this?” Doc was walking towards me with a bear in his hand.
“Ryder and I found her unconscious by the side of the road.”
“We’re not running a charity here! For Christ sakes bring her to the hospital and leave me the fuck alone!”
Ryder got in at that moment
“Doc, shut the fuck up and help for once.”
Doc shut up and did what he was told. He kept an unhappy face and a bear close, but he did it.
“Stiff, Ty, go clean up the mess on the road and bring back the rest of the bike.”
“Yes boss.”
The guys left.
“She got a broken arm, un dislocated knee, her left foot is a mess and she got burns and bruises all over her body.”
“You can help?” Ryder looked at him concerned.
“The fuck do you think I am! Off course I can help her.”
The girl moaned then opened her eyes. She tried to move and I pushed her back down.
“Where...”
“Hush... You’re safe sweetie, we’ll take care of you. ’Got a name?”
The girl looked at me with big blue eyes.
“Alice Jackson.”









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