Malia spotted the machine even before Charles did. It was the same motorcycle he had been riding the first time she saw him. Initially, Malia had been impressed with its sleek shape and power, but only now, viewing it closely, did she appreciate its raw sexuality. Charles stroked its red leather seat and grinned at her. It seemed made for him.

“The MV Agusta 4CC,” Charles said. “My old friend. I didn’t expect to find this here.”

The shop owner winked ...