I froze for a moment and looked at my phone.But this time, it didn't respond. I tapped it and asked, "Where are we going?"Still nothing. It was as if it had vanished.I lifted my head, about to tell the driver to take me to a friend's house to hide.Before I could speak, he slammed his foot on the accelerator.Through the rearview mirror, I caught sight of his face. It was the man in the phone photo. The other one who wanted to kill me."Help!" I shouted, trying to roll down the window, but it wouldn't budge."Quiet!" the driver said coldly. "I'm saving you.""Saving me? Who are you? What are you doing?""Just call me Thomas Allen. Let me ask you, has your phone been acting strange today?"I hesitated, then shook my head. "No."But my heart was brimming with suspicion toward this stranger, Thomas."Don't lie. Do you think I would go through all this—arrange a taxi, calculate the timing perfectly, and wait for you to get in—without knowing for sure?"He could calculate al
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