The musing is broken up by the sound of a motorcycle. Specifically, a serious custom job late-90's Harley. Not necessarily made with all the best of the best in parts, but distinctive enough to say someone who knows Harleys loves this bike.
There's also something else, something at least Zarathos picks up on. Specifically, Zarathos is approaching.
Nick picks up on an oddity as well, trying to place it and not quite sure what the demon is trying to tell him, amidst all the other things Zarathos has been shouting at him ever since hell opened up.
The end result is that he comes to a stop a short way away, removing his helmet, and eyeing Roxanne.
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