I called the cab, and within minutes, a small vehicle pulled up at the curb, winding down the tinted glass window. "Hmm..." He muttered, the cigarette falling off from the corner of his mouth. "Just trying to keep myself alive after the day's work."
We nervously nodded our heads along with him and climbed into the cab. He swirved off to the main road, on extreme speed. Takumi leaned back in the front seat, then hesitated for a moment, clutching to the seatbelt like his life depended on it before reaching over to roll down the window.
Once again, he stepped on the brakes, and the car turned sharply to the right. Takumi felt his soul lift from his body and instantly grabbed onto the dashboard of the car for support. "Whoa, easy man. Easy..."
