THE TRUCK ….Chapter ⓯D
avid packed some of his vital documents which contained his personal data and left the hotel in his car heading to Root Bank. He drove with very fast speed and when he got to the crowded junction of the Palma River Beach, he joined a long line of cars stopped by the traffic police to allow hundreds of European tourists to cross the road. There were dozens of day-hotel-workers also crossing the other side of the intersection commuting back to home and that made the stop much longer.
He frequently peeped at his shiny hand watch and the little time he had was fading. Anger was eating his heart; patience was very difficult at the time, but he had no other option rather than wait until the traffic police give green light. The financial hurdle he was facing was a challen
