The morning sun cast long shadows across the streets of Hilburg as Lloyd and Lisa packed the last of their belongings into a single travel bag.
The weight of the Francis family’s ultimatum loomed over them, but Lloyd’s calm demeanor gave Lisa a semblance of reassurance.
“Are you sure about this?” Lisa asked, watching as Lloyd secured the bag to the back of the motorcycle. Her arms were crossed, and her brow dark with concern.
“You know I hate bikes”
Lloyd turned to her, his expression softening. “I actually didn't know that” he said gently, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
“But it’s the cheapest way to Montis... and I already got the bike, so trust me, you’ll be fine”
Lisa hesitated, glancing warily at the sleek black motorcycle.
The gleaming chrome and powerful engine d
