It was an early morning in Rack’s view. The sun was slowly creeping its way up into the sky, bathing the buildings in golden sunlight. The calm crispness signified that summer was coming. The weather was mild for the time of year, with only a very light sea breeze. It was a perfect morning.
Tim Organo sat outside the apartment block on his motorcycle, gently tapping on the fuel tank. “Geez, woman! Hurry it up already” he thought to himself. Claire was already 20 minutes late. Their dawn ride up the mountain was turning into a mid-morning ride up the mountain. He picked up his helmet, which had been dangling on his handlebar and polished a spot on it.
From the underground parking lot, a bike roared into life and purred softly as it warmed up. Eventually, it moved, and out of the lot came Claire. She turned out and pulled up next to Tim. Taking off her helmet, the bike purred softly.
“Sorry. I totally slept through my alarm.” She a