Race against Time

Ryker followed his gaze and saw that the package was already lying on the porch, as if it had materialized out of thin air. Duke's eyes widened in surprise, and he froze, his hands still extended in mid-air.

"Well, shit." Duke mumbled before slowly withdrawing his hands, and placed it back to his side. "Now that I think about it, that totally makes sense."

Ryker turned to Duke " Because your bike can teleport?" That wasn't it but Duke didn't respond.

Instead, he walked to where the parcel sat on his doorstep and he picked it up. The reason Duke said it made sense was because the deliveries were always swift. And now that he had a system that brings his cash to him, he wasn't totally surprised at seeing the parcel.

'I guess I was never curious enough to see how the delivery gets to him so fast, till now.' Duke mumbled to himself.

Duke turned back to Ryker, package in hand, and he waved it at him. "Got it, let's move it."