Cab Ride 2

God, I was glad the convention was finally over. I slid into the back of the taxi, let go a long sigh of relief, and said one word, "Airport."

Unfortunately, the cab had barely rumbled out into the street before the driver cranked his head around and opened his yap.

"Say, you're that Evil Editor guy, aren't you?"

I gave him the barest of nods.

"It's great to meet you! My name's Kim Luckman, but I hate that name. My friends all call me…"

"Let me guess, Lucky."

"No. Spike," he said, taking off...