A motorcycle had slammed into the guardrail.
The sound echoed across the bridge like a gunshot bouncing between concrete walls.
Lucas dropped his tool bag without thinking and ran.
When he reached the crash site, his feet slowed to a stop.
The motorcycle was enormous — a heavy touring bike with custom chrome and thick black tires. The front wheel had smashed sideways into the railing, bending the metal barrier outward. Half the motorcycle now hung dangerously over the edge of the bridge.
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