Chapter 747
Mandy hesitated for a second and said, "I think I'll just call a cab."
Clyde didn't even look up, still fiddling with the dashboard.
Since she wasn't riding with him, Mandy figured she should give him back his helmet.
But for some reason, she couldn't get the buckle undone, no matter how hard she tried. Sweat started to bead on her forehead, but the buckle wouldn't budge. It stuck tight like it was mocking her.
With no other choice, she hesitantly asked Clyde for help. "Hey, can you give me a hand with this? I can't get it open."
Clyde finally turned to her. "Oh, the buckle's jammed."
"What?" Mandy blinked, feeling lost. All she knew was that it didn't sound great. "So, what do we do? Do you have a key or something?"
Clyde chuckled but patiently said, "This buckle's a bit tricky. No key for it. We'll need to head to the shop and have someone unlock it."
Mandy gave him a skeptical look. "Seriously? You're not just messing with me, right?"
She didn't know a thing about motorcyc
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