Christian drove aimlessly around Tulsa for a while, figuring that Joel would soon realise what he wanted.
It obviously wasn't long before he did, because Kirk soon appeared on a sidewalk not far ahead.
Christian pulled over with a grin and shut the bike off.
"Hey Steel."
"Well don't you polish up well?" Kirk smiled himself, shaking Christian's hand, "so where have you been since they let you out?"
"Went to see Craig's grave," Christian shrugged, "finally. I'm going to see Taylor tomorrow."
Kirk nodded.
"Are you ok?"
"Why wouldn't I be?" Christian frowned.
Kirk shrugged.
"On her way here as we speak," Kirk smiled, mainly to himself, "she
was glad
to
hear you were finally out of trouble."
"I've been out for a while."
"Yeah but Taylor never told us what happened when you got away from
Guffery."
"So how'd you find out?" Christian frowned.
"Inside sources, perhaps?"
"Yeah well next time, if you have inside sources, I'd like them
to-"
"CHRIS?!"
Christian turned to look behind him, seeing Chloe rushing down the
pavement
toward him. When she launched herself into his arms, he and the bike
almost
toppled over.
"Woah babe, slow down," he chuckled, hugging her back, "it's good to
see
you."
"You have no idea how f***ing worried I was," Chloe almost scolded.
"Well like it was my fault..."