“Kawasaki Ninja H2. I'll pay double the price for it!” Connor declared.
The motoreyclist’s eyes widened. He was tempted by the offer. “Double?” he hesitated.
“There's no more time. I'll pay right now!” Connor insisted.
After a few seconds of silence, the motorcyclist nodded
“Alright, transfer the money first!” he said, clutching the keys tightly in his hand.
“Give me your account details!” Connor said without hesitation.
The motorcyclist quickly relayed his account information, and in less than a minute, a bank message confirmed a transfer of $100,000.
“Dude, the bike is yours! Leave your number for the paperwork,” the motorcyclist said, beaming as he tossed the keys to Connor and took off his
helmet.
Connor caught the keys and helmet. glanced at Logan, and told the motorcyclist. “Handle the paperwork with him.”
Connor put the helmet on Camila’s head, mounted the motorcycle, and reached out to her. “Get on.”
Camila’s mind was a blur, mechanically following Connor's instructions
Connor inserted the key and started the bike.
“Hey! Are you out of your mind?” the
motorcyeélist exclaimed, quickly 2”
pulling the key out, afraid Connor
would-speed off without .
precautions. “Are you crazy2You! re
notwearing a helmet!” Content
bélongs to ~
Camila suddenly snapped back to reality, staring in horror at Connor's unprotected head.
‘I have anether one in my bag,” the.
motorcyclist muttered, pulling out
another helmet from his bag. “Crazy!
The paperwork isn't even done yet.
what if something happens?
Connor took the helmet and put it on, then looked back at Camila, softly saying, "Hold onto my waist tightly.