"Hey? What are you doing?"
The driver had just pulled over when his fare inexplicably took off running. With a frustrated look, he stuck his head out the window and shouted in Sonia Quincy's direction, but she was too preoccupied to pay him any mind.
"...Crazy woman." He scowled, muttered a curse, then stepped on the gas and drove away.
"Hey, wait... Who are you? Where are you taking me?" Sonia Quincy was dragged along by the man, utterly bewildered by his actions.
The man didn't answer her, just kept his head down and forged ahead. His grip was immense, clamping onto Sonia Quincy's hand like an iron vise. No matter how she struggled or slapped at him, he remained unmoved.
"What are you doing?" Sonia Quincy was starting to get scared. 'The man's behavior is strange. Could he be someone the villainess offended in the past, here to get revenge?'
