Another Dry Joke

Trying to salvage what little pride was left, Travis blurted out a shaky jab about the trucker being too scared to talk. His voice cracked enough to give him away, and when the words hit the air, they landed with a thud. No one laughed, not even Jake, who looked like he wanted to disappear.

The trucker didn’t flinch. He let his gaze move across the crowd, slow and deliberate, taking his time. A few bikers met his stare and nodded like they understood something bigger was at play. The trucker never said a word. He didn’t have to, as his aura did the talking.