Cab Ride 1

"Nice weather. The trees are wilting with their luminous leaves."

EE looks up, alert like corn at the sound of a locust. He belatedly notices the cab driver's spectacles, and the calluses on his thumbs from hitting the space bar repeatedly. EE's joke that a writer would be desperate enough to pose as a cab driver and kidnap him in order to worm his way into a contract has become reality! He lunges for the door. The locks slam up. He tugs at the handle, but it doesn't move. EE relaxes back into...