Science Fiction: Welcome to my Worlds

“Bill Jones. I’ll be back by sometime but I may not be the one who pays for the next week.” Rajiid must have looked his shock because the man continued, “Don’t worry. I’ve been around enough to know an honest man when I see one. Later.”

Jones climbed in the truck, revved the engine and was soon lost to sight down the highway. Amazingly enough, on the nearly deserted stretch of highway another beat-up looking blue car passed the truck before it could get up to speed. Rajiid would be willing to bet it wouldn’t stay ahead long. “Always in a hurry. I guess I will have to get used to the way these Americans do business.”