In the morning ed got packed up to go when he realized that his bike was gone. He looked everywhere but no luck. He began counting his money and began considering a new one when he relized he had paid extra to get a tracker installed for this kind of situation.
He followed the tracker to a building. His motorcycle was parked out front and he almost just put in his spair keys and left, but a part of him wanted to confront the porson who did this. He pulled out his lock picks and began to work. The lock was well made and hard to crack but in 15min he had the door open. He made his way inside.
Inside he found the walls covered by pro libraian posters and articles. He had found the hideout of the people he wanted to join... and thay had stolen his bike. He ran into the next room to fined some chick sleeping with his keys on the side table. He quickly grabbed his keys then turned to the girl and kicked her off the bed. She snaped awake and he stood over her and said "bitch we need to talk"
He followed the tracker to a building. His motorcycle was parked out front and he almost just put in his spair keys and left, but a part of him wanted to confront the porson who did this. He pulled out his lock picks and began to work. The lock was well made and hard to crack but in 15min he had the door open. He made his way inside.
Inside he found the walls covered by pro libraian posters and articles. He had found the hideout of the people he wanted to join... and thay had stolen his bike. He ran into the next room to fined some chick sleeping with his keys on the side table. He quickly grabbed his keys then turned to the girl and kicked her off the bed. She snaped awake and he stood over her and said "bitch we need to talk"