This is a true story, it happened in Caracas in March 2008. The names (name really) have been changed to protect the innocent ones. Unfortunately, we do not know the name of the guilty one.
Ana was running very late. She had gone to a job interview and had told his current boss that she was at a doctor appointment. The guy was an asshole and Ana knew if she didn't get back to her office within the next fifteen minutes she would be fired, and she still didn't have another job. Against all her instincts and customs she decided to get a Moto Taxi
A Moto Taxi is just a Motorbike, normally a scooter, used as a Cab or taxi. In a city completely set in permanent traffic gridlock, bikes that serpentine between stopped vehicles are the only way to get from A to B in a reasonable amount of time.
Ana didn't have a choice, she needed to be there, there was only one Moto Taxi in the street. She ask for the price, agreed without haggling, resist the urge to puke as she put the lice infested helmet, and hop on the bike.
The first part of the ride was scary, Ana saw her knees millimeters away from car parts. She saw red lights being past as vehicles with right of way honk their horns. She heard her driver chats with other riders around the city, most of them doing one job or another.
But suddenly, without any palpable reason, her Moto Taxi stopped in the middle of traffic, just beside a Toyota Yaris. Ana's driver pull out a huge gun, and demanded the Yaris driver give him her watch, jewelry, cellphone, and other valuables. He turn to Ana and told her: "Don't worry, you'll get there on time, this will only take a minute." The Yaris driver tried to negotiate keeping some things of sentimental value and such. The Moto Taxi driver threatened her and hit her with his gun. Put his hand inside the Yaris and took whatever he could and rode on.
As they arrived, Ana was trembling as she took the money from her purse She gave him a tip, a large one, hoping that he wouldn't rob her also. The guy took the money, smile at Ana, thanked her, and left. Ana went up to her office, not even worried about what her boss might say...