The Sort of Kidnapping, Part II

“Very nice sights,” Driver said again. Then he said about twenty-five other words with such a thick accent we couldn’t understand. He pointed to various spots on a map he’d unfolded. “I drive round, show.” Benson looked over at me. “You wanna drive around for a little bit?” I was still so shaken from crossing the street I just said, “Okay.” Benson nodded to Driver. “Okay, we’ll drive around for […]