Response 10-23-2017 JSW Prompt 12-5-2017

I apologize for my laxness with JSW Prompts in the last few weeks, but here’s hoping that I’m better and ready to go again.
Feel free to join in and respond to the prompt. Please try to keep your response under 300 words. If you reply, I will re-blog your post to my site (sometimes I am slow, but I get there).

The door slammed behind me as I sank back into the seat, tossing my briefcase beside me. By the time I stepped into my penthouse tonight, I would be millions of dollars richer. Not bad for a single day’s work.

With a swoosh of tires, the cab drew away from the curb, heading downtown.

“I need to go to 12th and Madison,” I said, leaning forward. Which was the exact opposite direction.

He didn’t acknowledge I had spoken.

Pulling out my phone, I dialed my assistant.  “I might be late. I’ve gotten one of those drivers who can’t speak a word of English.”

“This isn’t the time to be late,” Andy reminded me.

“Don’t you think I know that?” I shot back, “but I can’t do a thing until I get the idiot to stop.” Hanging up the phone, I started back on the driver, asking, demanding, and then cursing, for him to stop immediately. Nothing seemed to penetrate his foreign haze. When I attempted to reach through the interior window and grab him, he slammed the glass shut.

Pulling my phone back out, I called Andy and then the others who would be present at the meeting. Who would already be at the meeting.

If this driver screwed the deal…….

We seemed to drive forever, deeper and deeper into a part of the city that I did not know. Nor, having looked out the windows, did I care to know it. Run-down buildings, burned out cars, trash everywhere. Dark shapes of boys in the shadows, watching the taxi cruise by like lions waiting for the gazelle at the watering hole.

Finally, the taxi pulled to the side of the road, behind a trashed car. The driver turned to look at me, motioning for me to get out.

“I am not getting out here,” I shot back, “you imbecile. I don’t know what you think you are doing, but you’ll lose your license for this.”

He stared at me with empty eyes.

I looked back at his face. Not empty eyes; empty eye sockets.

I almost fell out of the cab, stumbling to the cracked sidewalk to land on one knee.

The taxi pulled away, disappearing into the night.



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