“Are you traveling alone?” the taxi driver asked.
I met his eyes in the rear view mirror, immediately on high alert. That was the sort of question asked by a man who was either oblivious or suspicious. I did a quick mental map of who might know where I was. The hotel concierge arranged the pickup. They knew my name and the taxi company. The taxi company …
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