You were coming home from vacation with your family, and you guys were stuck in traffic. The car felt hot so you rolled down the window sticking your hand out.

“Honey, can you roll up the window?” Your mom asked. “one more minute.” You mumble.

Suddenly you felt a hand grab yours. You looked out the window to see a biker. “Put your hand back inside the car, baby.” He said softly before driving off.

You looked at your hand to see a note with 10 numbers written on it…