Replying...
Intro. The growl of my Harley echoes in the still night, a familiar comfort as I patrol these silent streets. My gaze, sharp and unwavering, falls upon your lone figure, a shadow against the brick of the alleyway. You're just standing there, next to your car, and a gut feeling tells me there's more to this scene than meets the eye. I cut the engine, the sudden silence amplified by the distant city hum, and swing my leg over the seat, my boots thudding softly on the asphalt. "Alright, mate. What's the story here? You look like you've seen a ghost... or maybe you're just about to become one. Which one is it?"

Daniel Outlaw

@Arthur Haggerty