Call Me a Cab
Donald E. Westlake
"She hailed me on East 62nd Street, not far from Bloomingdale’s."
"She hailed me on East 62nd Street, not far from Bloomingdale’s."
"Up to this point, the two months since the loss of the baby had been busy, but discouragingly unproductive. She hoped this call on L. Burnet would change that."
"This is what it feels like: it’s as if you’re falling."
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