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so that Roger could get somewhere truly safe.
     
    It was almost seven before all the bays were clear and every bike scheduled for pick-up today had been cleared from the board. She walked through the shop making sure that all the welders and tanks were shut off properly and nothing was left in a dangerous condition.
     
    Her mechanics were pretty careful, but once she had found a bike dripping gasoline across the floor of a bay, and once she had heard the hissing of a leaking acetylene hose on a cutter whose tanks had not been closed. Either could have created a real problem overnight, so she always checked. Besides, tonight it gave her an excuse to be sure that there was no one else in the building when she called Roger.
     
    Roger had given her his cell phone number. She was sure she was in the building alone, but she still closed her office door before keying it in. “Get your bike ready,” she said. “I’ll pull through the courtyard and you follow me back out. There’s a tourist motel up on the north side. It’s disputed territory, so don’t wear your jacket, but there probably aren’t many Red Skull eyes up there watching things. We can stay there tonight and figure out our next move.”
     
    “I’ll wait until I hear your engine to pull out of the storage area,” he replied in a very serious tone. Then more like his normal wisecracking self, he added, “You’re not the only one who can recognize engines by sound.”
     
    “You’ve never heard mine,” she answered.
     
    “But I’ve heard everybody else’s,” he quipped back, “so if it sounds familiar, it isn’t you. Just to be sure, rev your engine twice as you come off the street.”
     
    She laughed, “CJ said you were careless. I guess he doesn’t know you.”
     
    “You know what they call a careless chapter President?” he asked.
     
    “No,” she answered.
     
    “A dead one,” he replied. There was no mirth in his voice.
     
    Mary remained quiet. Roger said softly, “See you in a little while,” and closed the connection.
     

 
    CHAPTER SIX
     
    There is no shortage of cheap, ugly motels in Vegas. There are a lot of beautiful, expensive ones too, but not everyone is lucky at the casinos. The motel Mary had chosen was an older one. It may have been a major chain at one time in its life, but now it was Bob’s North Side Motel. Rooms were available by the day, week, month... or hour.
     
    As they rode through the city toward the motel, Mary rode alongside Roger on her bike. It had started out as a Harley 1200T Superlow, but CJ had made some modifications to it. The front was extended slightly and its overall look was sleeker than a stock bike. Normally, Mary loved riding it, but today she was wishing that she was behind Roger in the momma seat rather than alongside him on her own bike.
     
    They pulled in under the canopy and went inside to check in. Mary requested a room around the back so that the bikes would not be as visible from the street. She said she wanted privacy, and the desk clerk, after a little financial incentive, gave her a room that had vacancies on either side.
     
    “God,” she said to herself as they walked out of the office, “I’m getting as paranoid as CJ.”
     
    Then she remembered what her dad had once said about CJ. “Just because you’re paranoid, doesn’t mean that someone isn’t out to get you.” Maybe someone wasn’t out to get her, but several someones were definitely out to get Roger.
     
    Once they got into the room, Mary threw her arms around Roger and pulled him close. “I was so afraid for you today. I know CJ is just trying to protect me, but a couple of the men in the shop... I don’t think they really care about me. They’re just pissed off that you got away from them. I think they’d like to get you just to prove they’ve got the balls to do it. And I had to go about my business all day like nothing was happening. That’s not the way I normally do things.”
     
    “I don’t