Within half an hour, the parking area was filling with customers.
Some came for scheduled work, while others simply wanted to check on us.
One man walked through the broken entrance and shook his head.
"I heard what happened." He said.
"So did everyone else, apparently." I said and he smiled.
"I still need my bike serviced." He said and I laughed softly.
"That can be arranged." I said as another customer stepped forward.
"My brother told me you were the best mechanic in town, and after what happened here, I figured he was probably right." He said as Ben looked at me.
"Your reputation survived the bullets." Ben said.
"Apparently." I said and Mia started laughing.
"People are going to be talking about this place for months." She said.
I looked around the garage, and something insi
