The Delivery

   Mikey spotted the blue, 1250 address sign, as they approached the destination on Google Maps, and pulled the cube van off of Plains Road and into the gravel driveway The forested property was bordered by a chain-link fence, but the driveway had no gate.

"Hold up, I'm gonna take a piss," Ben said as they rolled slowly along the driveway, and he began to pull the door latch.

"Get the fuck back in," Mikey said, "not here."

Ben sighed.

"We sure this is the right place? Seems different than the other spots," Terry said, looking around as the forest passed by the windows of the van.

"It's the address Mr. P gave. This is it," Mikey responded.

"This don't look right," Terry said.

"Anyone's allowed to buy from us, Terry," Mikey responded.

As they arrived at the end of the driveway they could see a barn and a one storey white house. As they came to a stop, a grungy, leather jacketed, suspicious looking man stepped out of the house, his hands in his jacket pockets. As the man walked slowly into the driveway, he waved them towards the barn, looking to be concealing an object in his left pocket.

"Is he hiding a gun? Let's get out of here. Turn around and gun it," Ben said.

"Gun it? This isn't a fucking movie," Mikey responded, "it's fine."

They all stared at the leather jacketed man as Mikey rolled the van slowly towards the barn.

"We're not going into that barn. No way in hell," Terry said.

Mikey rolled the van to a stop. The man lit a cigarette and walked up to the passenger side window. Mikey rolled down the window.

"Did you piss on my property?" the man asked, in an eastern European accent.

The three in the van all looked at each other, shaking their heads.

"No sir," Terry said, anxiously.

The man nodded his head, taking a drag on his cigarette.

"Is...is this 1250 Plains Road?" Mikey asked, talking across Terry and Ben who sat frozen, staring forward, trying to look calm.

"Yeh. Pull it on into the barn there and we'll get ya unloaded," the man said.

Mikey pulled the van into the barn and the three stepped out cautiously. Their footsteps echoing in the large barn. Dusty rafters hung above them, and an assortment of goods lay around them, tarped over.

Mikey went to the back of the van to open the double doors. Terry and Ben followed as the man stood at a distance observing them.

"You have a washroom?" Ben asked.

"No," the man said, shortly. Terry turned and looked at Terry annoyingly as he swung the van doors open.

Ben mouthed it him 'what?'.

As Mikey swung open the rear door of the van, it was revealed that the van lay empty. The delivery was not there. He looked confusingly at Terry and Ben.

"Where the fuck is the delivery?" he asked them.

Terry and Ben looked at each other dumbfounded.