The formula

20 minutes earlier Roger had despaired the No19 interstate bus would ever arrive.  However it did and it was only 15 minutes late. Roger now sat in a warm glow of relief as the silver coloured bus wound its long journey to Texas the one star state! A perfect place for Roger to start over. 
 
Roger sat rigid in his seat holding onto his leather brief case.  No matter how relaxed he became letting go of his sample and secret formula was not an option.  Roger briefly closed his eyes and thought,

“Only a year ago I approached the struggling drinks firm Bubble Corp. My secret recipe was greeted with open arms and I now have over £3,000,000 in my current account! So why am I running and hiding from Bubble Corp? simple idiot you destroyed the formula and set fire to the uncorrupted samples. In effect I took away Frizzy pop! The worlds best selling soft drink, What people don’t realise is, that it is more addictive than alcohol or weed!”

The bus lurched around a corner and the worn out shock absorbers gave way and the passengers gripped the arm rests to stay upright. The driver was clearly trying to make up time as he was 15mins late arriving. Roger didn’t care he was free and free with his terrible invention. He had no idea the refreshing energy drink was so addictive else he would never had tried to make money on the back of Frizzy Pop. Even the name sounds innocent, however ask the thousands of people wasting their wages on my gut rot!

The note of the tired diesel engine slowed as the silver bus arrived at its second scheduled stop.  Roger saw 3 passengers waiting to pick up the No19 bus. An elderly lady with her daughter Roger assumed and a middle age man with strikingly blonde hair and shocking blue eyes.

Roger sat lower in his seat and turned away from the boarders thinking to himself,