I stared at the bikers in front of me, putting a checkmark in the 'pro' column of getting a yacht. At least if I was in the middle of the ocean, I wouldn't have to come across annoying people. Hopefully.
"I think you are lost," I said, directing my gaze to the one that I thought could be the leader. It was hard to guess since they were all dressed the same and around the same size. Ugh. At least with the other biker gang, the president wore a giant patch on his vest to let me know he was the one in charge.
"Seeing as this is our city, I think you are the lost one. Or didn't you know about the lockdown?"
The word lockdown sent a shudder up and down my spine as I thought back to my first life. "I hadn't heard a single peep," I replied, not at all worried about what they could possibly do to me. Their pink flames burned brightly, but they were still no match for me.
