XYZT, 263–268


Chicago: Insider Outsider (The Box of Robbers)


Feeling the pain as his limbs contorted into nearly impossible configurations, Emad managed to shift enough to take a deep breath inside the black space, turning himself on his side and bringing his knees up closer to his torso. He was then able to ease forward his left arm, which had been twisted behind his back. Terrified of the dark, his panic grew with each gasp of stale air he took. His present situation was not quite what the young man in Tehran had promised…