“I know I’ve seen that bike before!” Tamaya exclaimed as she looked at an image of it she had just taken with a camera borrowed from Simon. The camera had plenty of zoom and good image quality, so she was able to get a good image without getting too close. Now that she was able to see it, she was certain that she had seen it before, but she couldn’t place where. She decided that it must just be due to the mass-produced nature of bicycles, someone in her circles of friends or family must have a bike of a similar make.
“Oh, hey. What are you doing?”
Tamaya quickly shut the camera off and turned to see Keegan standing behind her.
“Oh hi, I was just… you know, looking around.”
“Well if you’re still curious about the accident it was right over there.” Keegan pointed in the general direction of the bike.
“Thanks, I’m good.”
For a moment Keegan considered asking her to go check out the area around his bike and possibly even retrieve it for him, but it didn’t take long for him to realize just how horrible of an idea that was. He couldn’t risk putting someone in danger just so he could get his ride back. Besides, even if they weren’t still watching it they likely had a tracking device of some sort hidden on it somewhere. No, he was just going to have to give up on that bike…
“You okay?” Tamaya interrupted his train of thought.
“Hmm? Uh… I’m fine, sorry. I just spaced out for a second there. I do that…”
“Ah.” Tamaya nodded in understanding.
“Anyway, I was on my way home, I guess I’ll see you around…”
As Keegan walked away, Tamaya wondered why he was going home on foot, as far as she remembered he always rode a bike to work… Could he… Nah.
I really should stop teasing things and get to the actual story…
But teasing is so fun. 😄