“You okay?” Zack asked, after removing his helmet.
Trev took off his helmet and nodded, at the same moment his cell vibrated. Warily he pulled it from his pocket and checked the ID. With a puzzled, “What the hell?” he answered. After a couple of seconds, he was grinning.
“What’s so funny?” Zack asked.
“You’ve just been complimented on your evasion skills. That car belongs to one of the officers watching my place. Apparently it’s shift change or something. He was on his way over, spotted us because he’s seen your bike there, and decided to make certain you got me home safely.”
“Holy shit!” Zack couldn’t help laughing. “Nice to know I’ll have a career in counterespionage, if I ever give up my day job. Okay, let’s get you home so they can do what they’re paid for and keep you safe.”