Chapter 2 - Red Hope @ redhope.net

Sarah perked up at this and wondered what Cameron had in mind.
Cameron slowed the motorcycle to about ten miles per hour and obviously scanned the containers.
After they came to the end of the container line, Cameron revved the motorcycle around the bend and
came down another row of containers. She finally braked the motorcycle in front of a red container that
sandwiched a blue container with another red container.
Sarah freed her arms from Cameron when they were parked. She hopped off the motorcycle like
Cameron and asked, "What are we doing here"
Cameron shut off the bike and turned to Sarah. "I need the pack." She retrieved it from Sarah and
fished around in the front pocket of the bag. She pulled out two sets of keys but replied, "We're
obtaining warmer means of transportation."
Sarah started to follow her would-be protector but came up short when Cameron ordered her to wait
there. She couldn't help but be curious.
Cameron stood in front of the blue container and grabbed the deadbolt that held the chains tightly
around the sealed doors. She popped the lock off, dropped it, and watched the chain slither down and
pile at her feet. She then hauled the heavy doors open with such ease.
Sarah shook her head but patiently waited beside the Harley Davidson. Slowly, her eyebrows hiked up
her brow at the heavy growl from in the container then a stream of light flooded out. To her great
surprise, a gigantic, red pickup truck pulled out of the container then made a sharp right. On the back of
the tailgate, there was the classic Ford symbol proudly on it.
"Holy... shit," Sarah muttered in complete shock. She then saw the white sticker on the rear window
that read: Loud and Proud.
Cameron jumped out of the truck and fixed the rear view mirrors that'd been pushed in for protection in
the container. She left the running truck and came up to Sarah. "The bike needs to go in the container."
Sarah blinked once then focused on Cameron. "Alright." She wasn't sure what else to say, but she
decided to help Cameron get the motorcycle in there.
Cameron threw back the kickstand and proceeded to push the motorcycle to the container and up the
short ramp.
Sarah expected it to be a struggle to get the Harley up the ramp. But instead, it was fairly easy and the
bike went right up and into the container. "I can't see much."
"It's okay," Cameron remarked. She busied with getting the kickstand out, and she heard Sarah taking
off the helmet. Once she saw the helmet on the motorcycle's seat, she grabbed her Remington and
headed out of the dark container.
Sarah followed out and stepped away from the container but turned around to watch the older woman.
Cameron quickly closed up the container then relocked it with the chain and lock. She then ordered to
Sarah, "Get in the truck."
Sarah only nodded, but she glanced over the bed's rim and realized it had a hard tonneau cover on it.