These Loudmouth Bikers Laughed at the Wrong Guy and Regretted Everything
A Dangerous Game
The trucker finished fueling up, still wearing that same easy smile. Without a glance at Jake or Travis, he climbed into his cab, moving with a confidence that made his silence feel louder than their jokes. For a moment, it seemed like he might just drive away. The crowd held its breath, watching, waiting.
But Jake and Travis, blind to the shift in energy, kept up their act. They exaggerated their laughter, throwing around smug gestures like kids showing off on a playground. Their bravado hadn’t cracked yet, but it would. The trucker’s calm wasn’t a weakness—it was a warning they weren’t smart enough to recognize.
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