Fried Triumph

It's been an emotional day.
After working on the front brakes of the Black Granny (thanks Wildman), he and I went out to pick up my Bonnie. They had it for two weeks just to do brakes and to try and find my vapor locking issue. They were unable to find it, but I am pretty sure I have narrowed it down.
When I picked it up, the pipes were completely blued, one of them to the point that it is almost black.
They claim I brought the bike in that way.
No fucking way.
They fried my bike. I am going to drain the oil to see if its burned.
If it is, it isn't looking like I am going on my trip over labor day weekend. It looks like I will be setting up the shop in my garage to rebuild my motorcycle.
I am going to seek some legal counsel to see if there is anything I can do to sue these bastards.