In The Meantime; On that Very Day:
Several Clicks Away From The Scene of the Shoot-out:
In Altadena:
The clock had struck 6:15 pm and the sun had turned amber; kissing the horizon in the distance and setting a beautiful bronze ambiance within the city.
Clayton Ray’s old Harley Davidson Knucklehead meandered its way through a medium-sized cul-de-sac. He revved the engine as he branched off into a ten house street and finally turned the handlebars toward the penultimate gate. A push of the kill-switch stopped the raucous rumble from the engine. Clayton kicked out the side-stand and set his bike behind a small hedge.
Being extra cautious, Clayton alighted and scanned around the cul-de-sac to ensure a clear coast before he pulled off his full helmet. He then quickly walked to the mansione
