The ride back was exhilarating, and I was sorry to get back to the bar so quickly. As we cruised back into the parking lot, I was surprised to see Nick, Chad and Tom pulling in at the same time. I hadn’t expected them to be back so early. In my rush to get off the bike, I stumbled a little and Jackson had to reach out to steady me. “I hope I find somebody this eager to see me one day,” Jackson grumbled. “Honestly, Ella, slow down. He’s not going anywhere.” I pulled off the motorcycle helmet, and rushed over to see Nick. Immediately, I sensed something was wrong. Nick didn’t smile when he saw me approaching. His expression was stony, and his mouth was set in a firm line. “What’s wrong?” He didn’t reply, but shook his head, and when I glimpsed Chad climbing off his bike out of the corner of my eye, I realized in horror that he was soaked in blood. It was splattered across his white T-shirt, his leathers and even the side of his face. I stared at Chad openmouthed before saying, “Oh, my God.
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