"You don't need to go alone when I am here."

The biker spoke, making Garaine smile. 

"Lucia!" Garaine grinned, as she rushed to her best friend. "How did you know that I am here?"

"Tsk," clicking her tongue, Lucia removed her helmet. 

Her long brownish curls hung a bit above her waist. Adjusting her biker's jacket, she ran her long, slender fingers through her hair, brushing it backwards. She sharply glanced at the men with scepticism evident in her eyes before returning her gaze to her friend. 

"The locket of the chain, which you are wearing around your neck, has a tracker on it," Lucia arched her brows, shrugging her shoulders