Chapter 2 - Red Hope @ redhope.net

Sarah was confused by this and peered up at Cameron.
"It should fit you now."
Sarah accepted the helmet and briefly stared at it in disbelief. But she finally put it on, and it was a
perfect fit.
Cameron climbed onto the bike but first clipped up her hair so it'd be under control in the wind. She
retrieved the key from her left pocket then started the bike.
Sarah got on behind the older woman and sat down. First she adjusted her satchel purse on her right hip
then propped her feet on the bars. But the bike slightly rolled from Cameron getting the kickstand, and
she had to grab Cameron's hips for support.
Cameron sat down but used her legs to back up the motorcycle and get it turned around in the alleyway.
She had it pointed back out and throttled the engine to make sure it was ready.
Sarah had creases in her brow as she considered how in the world a small woman, like Cameron, could
handle such a large Harley Davidson that had to weigh at least eight hundred pounds.
Cameron put the motorcycle into gear and swung her feet up from the ground. She rolled out of the
alleyway and into the dark streets at nearly two in the morning. She didn't care about her bike's noise
and increased the throttle.
Sarah held onto the older woman with both arms. She chided herself for getting too physically close to
her would-be protector, yet she found Cameron's warmth needed against the cold tonight.
Cameron stayed focused on her task at hand to get Sarah to safety and complete her mission. She had a
certain destination in mind that was about a twenty to twenty-five minute drive from her former
apartment.
Sarah listened to the engine's constant growl that made her head bob forward, but she jerked her head
up. She couldn't let herself fall asleep like this despite how it was so late. Yet slowly, Sarah lowered her
head down to Cameron's shoulder and rested her cheek on soft leather.
Cameron sensed the college student's slumped form against her back. She could tell Sarah still held her
waist well, but she grew concerned Sarah could fall off at a turn. When she finally approached a left
turn at an intersection, she freed her left hand and put it to Sarah's lower back. Cameron continued to
do this maneuver until the trip brought them to Los Angele's port. She scanned the area as she slowly
drove the bike down West Harry Bridges Road.
Sarah finally stirred and lifted her head from Cameron's shoulder. She blinked a few times and realized
she'd actually dozed off. She groaned for being that dumb.
"We are almost there," Cameron mentioned.
"Where's there" Sarah inquired.
Cameron didn't answer and instead made a left onto South Fries Avenue but made another left at Pier A
Street. She followed it until it intersected with Pier A Plaza, and she veered to the right into a large
paved lot that was loaded with shipping containers.