From Stranger to Stranger
Late. I was late, very late. My flight was at 9:30, and it was 9:15, and I have not left my house yet. I frantically threw everything into my car, not caring much about the content, and drove away as quickly as I could. I arrived at the airport at 9:25, only to find out my flight had been delayed and pushed to 11:00. So, to pass the time I tried to organize my bags a bit more. I was always the type of person to freak out before trips. I always manage to buy just about everything that says, “Travel Sized” or, “Convenient for travel!” on them. In my mind, you can never be too prepared, because you never know what is coming. As I was trying to organize, someone’s ...view middle of the document...
“Take this suitcase with you to Vancouver, I’ll give you $115,000. Please just do it, I swear it’s nothing illegal.”
“If it’s not illegal why don’t you do it yourself?”
“Am I going to Vancouver? No, I’m going to Washington. This suitcase needs to get to Vancouver, or I’m in trouble. Just, please.” he begged. I felt sort of bad for him, he looked pretty desperate. It was tempting, he was offering a lot of money. Money that I needed. Heck, I couldn’t even afford a plane ticket here, my mom had to pay for it. So, I said,
“What’s in the suitcase?”
“I’m not allowed to answer that, but when I say it’s nothing illegal, I promise it’s not. It’s already been through the bag check.”
“And if I do this, you’ll give me $115,000?”
“That is correct.”
“Alright… I guess I’ve got nothing to lose. It’s a deal.” then he did that thing that people do when they are really happy. His eyes got wide, he stretched his arms out, and hugged me. It was an uncomfortable hug, the kind that you just want to get out of.
“Thank you so much. I can’t thank you enough. When you get off of your plane, somebody will be there to pick up the suitcase, they will find you. So, no need to worry about what they look like. They will find you.” the way he said that sort of gave me chills, but I ignored it. I was just doing a desperate guy a favor, a favor that got me some much needed money. No big deal.
“So,” I began, “When am I getting paid?” I asked.
“Oh, check your bag.” he winked, and strolled off.
I sat in the nearest chair I could find, and violently unzipped my bag. There it was, a $115,000 check just sitting on top of all of my travel items. He had to have put it in there when he was helping me retrieve my stuff. I smiled to myself as I zipped my...