A Poor Student Stepped Into The Wrong Car Until He Learned The Truth

sitting down.” He tilted his head. “I’ll even let you keep the seatbelt.”

Something in his voice — the lack of condescension in it — made my survival instinct relax just enough.

“Fine. But if you’re a serial killer, I’m going to be really annoyed.”

“Noted.”

He tapped on the glass separating us from the driver. “James, we can go.”

The car moved with a smoothness continue reading …