A lass looking for 'personal gain' meets an Uber driver with fervent moral ethics. Will he give in to her beddable gesticulations and beguiling locutions, or perpetuate his rectitude? Ascertain in this sublime novel
Clear blue sky, stupendous edifice, scarlet double deckers.
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On the streets of London, Marilyn, a university graduate books a trip on Uber but he misses his way and of all odds, his phone just panned out to be switched off. "Phwwwwhht!", she whistles to get the heed of a driver passing by. "Good day ma'am, I can see you need a hurl cause I'm a veteran of the Uber driving arts", the driver (by the moniker of Benjamin) boastfully says. "Heehee", she snickers. "Yeah, I do lack a ride, can you help me?", she queries as she scans the horseless carriage. "I would take you to your landing place but I'm heading to pick someone up as is my walk of life. I can come back and pick you up after I drop that fella at his or her respective destination", he replied. "You know what, I can see that you are heading that way and that's where I'm heading too so if you don't mind, I'll just wedge in and you can make some extra moolah without wasting any avoidable fuel", she says as she briskly enters the unlocked car. "Uhmmm, no... problem madam but no stop-offs", he returned
