The Foreign Postcard

His entire life flashed back before him as Jack drove his car on the national highway. His fetish for making the fast buck had landed him in jeopardy, many a time before. But nothing like the one he was trying to wriggle out of right now. He thought about Mona and wondered what would happen to her without him. He had promises to keep with her and his family as well. He had to flee the city he loved so much and knew so well. He knew all the rules and had tweaked them at will to make the extra money. He also knew that the business he was in was powerful and could manipulate the system, its law and machinery of the state. He felt like a hunted man as he glanced occasionally at the rear-view mirror, totally unaware of life’s next destination.