A motorcycle gang

Olivia stood there in a robe as close to a dozen men turned off the engines to their bikes, the one who seemed to be the leader got off his bike and walked over, he was very large she guessed maybe 6’4, tattoos covered his very muscular arms, he had a handlebar moustache and looked to be in his mid to late forties

“Hi there cutie” he said towering over her, Olivia swallowed with an audible gulp “Um is Mark with you” she asked nervously “Mark no, no Mark here, my names Eli” he said “Oh okay then” she said before turning and taking a step back to her bus before Eli grabs her arm and swings her back around

“Is there anything we can do for you?” he asked

“No it’s okay, I’m just waiting for my driver Mark” she said trying to get them to leave

“Why are you out here all alone?” he asked

“The bus broke and Mark went to get some help” she said

“The nearest anything is 80 miles from here” he said “Really” said Olivia “Afraid so but Matt over there is good with engines maybe he could take a look at it” he said as Matt got of his bike and walked over “That would be great thank you” she said now feeling a little more at ease

Matt looked at the engine “Uh boss this could take some time” he said “Okay well while he’s looking at that why don’t the rest of us hang out on the bus” said Eli “I don’t know if that’s such a good idea” said Olivia now beginning to question their motives “Sure it is” said Eli turning her around “What’s your name cutie?” he asked “Uh it’s Olivia” she said while being pushed towards the bus “Come on boys let’s keep Olivia company” shouted Eli before they all bundled into the bus