Chapter 4Blade didn’t do bikes. Not if he wasgoing to be the one sitting on the back. And I didn’t let anyonedrive my bike. So I was picky, but it was a sentimental thing for me.Besides, there was nothing less badass than being on the back of yourown bike. Maybe Blade felt the same way about it.
Finally, we came up with a compromise.Going into town wasn’t going to be as dangerous as coming out ofit, he figured. I didn’t know where he got his facts, but I wasn’tgoing to argue; I didn’t want to go back to the idea that I wasgoing to sit on the back. Blade said he was going to dematerializeand materialize every couple of hundred feet to keep roughly by myside. I thought that would look dumber than sitting at the back of abike, but I didn’t say it.
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