“Hold it,” Biff told himself. “Let’s not jump too fast this time.”
Standing behind the man, Biff saw him take out a worn wallet from his hip pocket.
“Now you listen to me. I’m Jack Hudson. I’m a pilot for Explorations Unlimited. Here, take a look at my papers. I’m here to meet a boy named Biff Brewster, and I want to know where he is. Right now!”
The clerk leaned on the counter. He carefully inspected the list of names on the paper in front of him.
“So sorry. No name like one you say on this list.”
“Is that your passenger manifest list?” the man, Jack Hudson, demanded.
The clerk nodded his head.
Without asking, without waiting, Hudson snatched the list from the man’s hand.
“Here. You can’t do that!”
Hudson ignored the clerk. His eye ran down the list quickly.