Snoopy
Pulling into the clubhouse parking lot, Cookie stood outside waiting for me. The moment I pulled up, he started making his way over to me with his phone in his hand. I really hope he has good news and I can make this trip quick.
"Guy is down at the bar right now. He refuses to tell anyone who he is and why he is looking for you. For now, the guys are keeping him there."
I nodded.
"Good. Hopefully, we can make this quick. Anne wasn't feeling well, and I would like to get back."
He nodded his understanding as he made his way over to his bike. While he got situated, I took my time to get turned around. Getting faced the right way just in time to follow him out of the parking lot. Racking my brain, I tried to think of who could possibly be looking for me. But no one came to mi
