Chapter 199 Ben The Driver

• I showed my identification card at the counter. “What’s the earliest bus leaving the city?”
• The ticket seller glanced at my identification card and typed on the old-school computer before answering, “There’s a bus to Z City half an hour later. Does this work?”
• I nodded without hesitation and paid for my ticket. Then, I spun on my heels and went to the waiting area. Before I stepped away, something the ticket seller said reached my ears. It’s my name!