Chapter 5
There wasn’t much Declan needed in life. His bar, a good beer at the end of the night, and his bikes. He had his baby that he rode everywhere, but then there were the old vintage bikes he found rusting in fields and paid next to nothing for. He spent his time away from the bar restoring them in his garage. It was a hobby, but it was his way to relax.
He’d picked up a 1958 Ducati 125 TV he’d found abandoned in a field a few towns over. He located the owner of the property and scored the bike for next to nothing. The old man was just happy to let him haul it off. Parts, unfortunately, were hard to come by, but luckily Charlie down at Charlie’s Garage had great contacts. By the time he was done restoring the sad, rusted hunk of metal, it would be purring like a kitten and ready to
