He sat in his chair and rubbed his cheek. Karl French. Up-and-coming black attorney. Smart, handsome, rich. She could do worse. She wasn't settling for the first guy to look her way, was she? He felt incredibly sad.

When Tim got home that evening he changed into jeans, biker boots, and a leather jacket. He walked out to the garage and started his Harley. He hadn't ridden in a few years. He drove it out into the driveway and checked the gauges. Everything looked good. He dusted ...