Chapter 70: The Race Began

Jacqueline Santee led the way on her motorcycle. Damon Barlow and Stefan stuck to the middle. Isaac, worried they'd bolt, brought up the rear. Stefan shot Damon a glance. Damon met his eyes. It clicked. Yeah-what's the big deal about skipping out on the bill? For Damon and Stefan, it was nothing. His nerves settled. Soon, they reached a fresh stretch of asphalt. Up ahead, concrete bollards stood in a row, spaced about a meter apart. No car could squeeze through; only motorcycles could. Beyond...