Diplomatic Immunity, Part One

With a start of shock, I sat erect then gently depressed the accelerator pedal, and off we went into the depths of the busy terminal building. At that time of the day, it was very busy, and even though I drove slowly, I frequently had to make sudden stops, jostling my passengers. On a couple of occasions, I had to swerve to avoid some child who’d rushed unthinkingly away from its mother, or some ignorant dolt who’d stopped in the middle of the busy concourse to talk on his ce