He heard her words as if God was speaking to him. He moved along the roads with breakneck speeds not caring about the cops on the road. He pulled up in what looked like a bed and breakfast home. He put the leg stand up and got out. "cmon...chuck gives me the keys fer these houses when I'm on the road." He took the keys from his saddle on the back of the bike he walked into through the door smelling the the area it was clear. "Got nuthin darlin we're clear..." He spoke breathing heavy...he noticed when she she was cut on the and the back. "Bets...cmere..." He shut the door and the lights so as not to give them away and slowly took off the cloths that where in the way..."Sit down so I can help..." He began to dab the cut on her back with a soft antiseptic cloth. "you took it bets...took them all on."