Christopher payed close attention at what Max was saying. He didn't pick up any unusual scent, could the creature be under some type of cloak or disguise? What if it had been amongst the customers in the coffee shop? He pondered whether or not there could be more than one of the damn things but that was unlikely, although he didn't rule it out completely.

"Rules of the car: one, do not get any nasty shit on my leather; two, you get any ice anywhere in my car, I'll slit your throat; three, my car, my music. Last, but not least, you mention women being bad at driving one time - one fucking time - your ass is on the street."

Christopher raised his hand, "I'll pass, wouldn't want to get any fur on your leather," he announced sarcastically. He then made his way into an alleyway located next to the coffee shop. He was out of sight for about ten seconds when the sound of an engine revving could be heard. Christopher pulled out of the alleyway slowly on his motorcycle. 

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"I'll follow your lead Henry," he shouted over the sound of the engine.