Slowly but surely, Rain was back to hanging out with all of the inner circle again when his schedule allowed it. No matter how many times Richard told him he didn’t have to continue working at Bernstein’s, Rain insisted on doing so anyway, even after he had satisfied the conditions of his probation and started tattooing again on a part time basis. He eventually got himself a cell phone and a “new to him” motorcycle. Things were moving up and forward in a fairytale like manner that had Richard feeling as if he’d moved permanently to cloud nine.
Richard and Nathan were out and about on their own one Friday night, since everyone else was busy or uninterested. The two of them were coming out of a local pub when Nathan tapped Richard on the shoulder, pointed across the street, and said, “Hey,
