Dex didn't wave at the Russian guard when he exited the elevator, but Darsi did. She followed her partner into the parking warehouse and waited while he started up his Vulcan. Then, without speaking, he motioned for her to get on the back.
"Dex?" Darsi leaned in front of him until he was forced to look at her. "What's going on?"
"Time to ride." Dex shook his head, refusing to say anything further.
After a few seconds, she slung a leg over the bike and leaned against his back. "Let's ride then."
The Vulcan left the warehouse, but instead of heading to the main road, it headed toward one of the biking trails that the other members of the Hive sometimes used. This particular trail was called Truman's End, which led oddly enough to Lake Truman.
If you didn't know the Lake existed, then you'd probably miss it since it was obstructed by the dense conifers that sprouted up in the fertile soil of the valley.
