The first thing Violet noticed when she opened her eyes was the darkness. She was sitting down but she couldn’t move her hands or feet. There was something covering her head and face, something like a burlap sack.

Oh. Crap.

Violet replayed what happened several hours ago. She was in the back of a cab, inside the Holland tunnel, and the driver filled the car with smoke until she passed out.

Who is that guy? ...