Jimmy wasn’t really an Over The Road Truck Driver. His job was to deliver RV’s. He’d drive them from the factory to the dealership or the individual who’d bought one. Anything from Class A’s and Trailers to Class B and C motorhomes.

He carried a camping kit with him. Determined not to use the facilities in the coach, he was delivering. Leaving the plastic on the beds and laying a sleeping bag over it. Most importantly, he’d find roadside rest stops to use the bathroom and shower.

Larger truck stops were best, but for a quick toilet break and to grab a soda and snack from a vending machine, most rest stops would do. Today was one of those. He’d pulled into a stop near Buttonwillow, along I-5 on his way to a Los Angeles Dealership.

When he entered the restroom, he noticed it was surprisingly clean, although there were signs on all the urinals stating they were out of order. Shrugging, he stepped into a stall and unzipped. When he began peeing, he sighed in relief.

He had been on the road nonstop for 4 hours now, and his bladder needed emptying. He pulled a pack of wet wipes from his pocket after he finished and cleaned himself off. But before he could zip up, he heard a noise to his left.