Maximus twisted the throttle of his bike, feeling the smooth hum of the engine beneath him as he weaved through the city streets.
His mind flashing images of what had happened in the past 24 hours. The new Business Domain, the antique shop, the horse carving and Ashen Halo, and most importantly Valerie Sawyer and her family of elites.
It happened so fast and unexpectedly. Although he didn't appreciate the unpredictability, he still enjoyed the experience a tad bit.
The neon lights reflected off the sleek black hide of his power bike as he rode through downtown, eventually pulling up to Zack's club.
The place was lively even in the late afternoon, the valet already busy handling expensive cars rolling up one after another.
Maximus didn't need valet service, though. He parked his bike himself, pulling off his helmet and ruffling his braids as he made his way inside.
Just as he reached for the door, a woman stormed past him, her shoes clanging sharply against the flooring.
