Juice left Teller-Morrow after a few beers. Leaving the lot, he ended up getting stopped by the second light he passed.
The red bulb shone bright in the darkness. He was starting to lose focus as he concentrated on the gleaming circle in front of him.
He barely registered the car pulling up next to him. What pulled him out of his trance was the car next to him revving its engine.
The soft purr turned into a low growl that caught his attention.
He looked away from the light at the car. The deep red car next to him, blacked out windows on the whole of the vehicle.
Analysis of the sports car took his focus away from the light and he missed when it finally changed color. The driver of the car noticed, taking advantage as she pulled away from the biker.
He quickly refocused and caught up with her.
The driver let off enough to let the biker pass her, allowing him to navigate while she followed.
He turned into his driveway, making sure his bike was out of the way enough for the car to fit.
He glanced back while he was removing his helmet, listening while the engine shut off. He was unlocking his front door when he finally heard the car door open.
The footsteps behind him were quiet. Getting louder and faster as he swung open the door to his home.
Turning around, he was attacked.