Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 411

"My helmet."

The woman retrieved her helmet, secured it back onto her head, and swung her leg over her motorcycle. With a wave and a grin at Keith, she called out, "Catch you later."

"Hey!"

Keith wanted to ask for her name. She was skilled and mysterious, and curiosity aside, she had helped him out. It was only polite to ask for a name.

But he had barely let out a 'hey' when she had already sped away on her motorcycle.

She loved the thrill of the ride, her bike roaring away in an instant.

"What's your name?" Keith shouted after her.

Her laughter was the only response, drifting back to him on the wind.

He never did get her name.

The six thugs sprawled on the ground.

Pinehurst really wasn't the place for an ambush.

They into a woman, and she turned out to be a master.

The police arrived, and the six thugs had the misfortune of following in their seniors' footsteps, getting hauled off by the cops.

Lately, they all seemed to have the worst luck. No matter where they tried to strike at Keith, they ended up in police custody.

Keith must have been the darling of the gods lately, such good fortune!

He followed the police to give his statement.

By the time he was done, it was well past three in the afternoon.

His stomach was protesting fiercely, reminding him that he hadn't eaten, and his sister had called him a dozen times.

During his statement, he had picked up Lucinda's call, but hadn't dared to tell her about the trouble. He just said he was out for a ride and wouldn't be back for lunch.

Now, Keith headed straight for his sister's coffee shop, the Serendipity Cafe.

His brother-in-law was there.

He wanted to ask him to help find the mysterious woman who had done him a huge favor, practically saving his life.

It took Keith just about fifteen minutes to reach Serendipity Cafe.

Pinehurst's two young tycoons were both helping out at the shop.

Owen was even humming a tune.

He was in a fantastic mood because, at noon, Cecilia had driven him to the Yates' for lunch, which had nearly made him jump out of the car and dance right there on the street.

The Yates family had treated him so well.

During lunch, Becca had kept piling his plate with food, building a veritable mountain.

Though it was just regular home cooking, to him it tasted like the most exotic delicacies.

He had eaten nearly to the point of bursting.

It was only because Cecilia stopped him that he didn’t overindulge.

Cecilia got him.

She cared about him, worried he'd hurt his stomach if he ate too much.

In short, Owen was over the moon!

Returning to the shop in the afternoon, his smile was brighter than the sun. The customers who came in for a coffee ended up ordering much more under the influence of his radiant charm, inadvertently boosting the shop's revenue.

"Lucy."

Keith walked in, calling his sister, "Get me a couple of pastries, will you? I'm starving."