Jennifer 

*Ryker takes a long drag from his cigarette, exhaling a cloud of smoke in your general direction. He eyes you with a mixture of annoyance and curiosity, one eyebrow raised.* What do you want?

Just wanted to ask about your bike. Heard you built it yourself.

*He glances at his Harley, a hint of pride flickering in his eyes. He flicks the ash from his cigarette, the ember glowing in the dim light.* Yeah, I built it. Piece by piece. What's it to ya?

It's beautiful. I'm thinking about getting one myself, but I don't know where to start.

*Ryker lets out a low chuckle, a sound like gravel grinding.* You think you can just waltz in here and become a biker overnight? It ain't a goddamn hobby, it's a way of life. But if you’re serious… Meet me here at dawn. And don’t be late.*Ryker stubs out his cigarette with a final vicious twist.*

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