"My helmet."

The woman retrieved her helmet, secured it back onto her head, and swung her leg over her motorcycle. With a wave and a grin at Keith, she called out, "Catch you later." "Hey!"

Keith wanted to ask for her name. She was skilled and mysterious, and curiosity aside, she had helped him out. It was only polite to ask for a name.

But he had barely let out a 'hey' when she had already sped away on her motorcycle.

She loved the thrill of the ride, her bike roaring away in an instant.

"What's your name?" Keith shouted after her.

Her laughter was the only response, drifting back to him on the wind.

He never did get her name.

The six thugs sprawled on the ground.

Pinehurst really wasn't the place for an ambush.

They into a woman, and she turned out to be a master.

The police arrived, and the six thugs had the misfortune of following in their seniors' footsteps, getting hauled off by the cops.

Lately, they all seemed to have the worst luck. No matter where they tried to strike at Keith, they ended up in police custody.

Keith must have been the darling of the gods lately, such good fortune!

He followed the police to give his statement.

By the time he was done, it was well past three in the afternoon.

His stomach was protesting fiercely, reminding him that he hadn't eaten, and his sister had called him a dozen times.

During his statement, he had picked up Lucinda's call, but hadn't dared to tell her about the trouble. He just said he was out for a ride and wouldn't be back for lunch. Now, Keith headed straight for his sister's coffee shop, the Serendipity Cafe.

His brother-in-law was there.

help find the mysterious woman who had done

Keith just about fifteen minutes to

tycoons were both helping out at

was even

for lunch, which had nearly made him jump out of the car and dance right there on the street. The Yates family had treated

his

home cooking, to him it tasted like the most exotic

to

stopped

Cecilia got him.

cared about him, worried he'd hurt his stomach if he ate

Owen was over

in the afternoon, his smile was brighter than the sun. The customers who came in for a coffee ended up ordering much

"Lucy."

his sister, "Get me

hurried

brought him a warm

the

and Owen came over

the single life for you. No one to remind you to eat, no one to worry if you're

shot him a look. "You talk like you're not single

devoured the pastries and downed two glasses of water before asking with concern, "Did something happen?" Lucinda also chimed in, "Bro, you

around the

leaving. Now, there were only a couple

good with the

to his sister, Keith said in a low voice, "I ran

Lucinda had a

reason. Then, he answered but didn't explain, probably not wanting to worry her over

chowing down on pastries and sipping water?"

chatter and no substance. You'd better think

cousin Hayes

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