Callie wasn't sure if there were traffic cameras, but she noticed the road ahead was growing darker while the current area still had some light. Her fear intensified. "Sir, could you please stop the car for a moment?" Her voice was small and timid.

“Hey, why are you being so difficult?" the driver grumbled, frowning.

"Do you realize how much the fine is if we stop here? I won't stop you from picking up your phone."

Callie felt a surge of fear and couldn't muster the courage to respond. All she wanted was to hold her phone and feel safe. She wished her dad would come and meet her.

Taking a deep breath, she tried again, “Sir, could you please stop the car for a moment? I'll cover the fine. I'm afraid my dad will call, and I won't be able to answer. He might get worried."

The driver should have stopped after such a plea, but instead, he looked even more irritated. “If you pay the fine, what about the points? Do you think you can help me with those? Losing points is a big hassle."

"I..." Callie tried to say something, but the driver interrupted impatiently. "I only have one point left. If I lose it, I'll have to retake the test. I've worked hard, paid so many fines, and the cost of retaking the test is thousands of dollars. Can you cover that for me?"

Callie was speechless. She didn't want to lose thousands of dollars.

“Then, please stop the car when it's convenient," she compromised and said.

While they drove, Callie's phone rang once from under the seat, but she couldn't answer it. Still, it was a small relief knowing someone was trying to reach her. The driver, aware that someone was waiting for her, should act more reasonably, she hoped.

As they continued, Callie noticed the driver had turned off the navigation on his phone. Alarm bells rang in her mind. "Sir, is this the correct route?" she asked, trying to sound calm.

“Of course," the driver replied curtly.

“I don't think this is the right place," Callie commented, recalling the map on her phone. This area was far more deserted than she remembered, with no other cars around. It was eerie.

"Sir, could you please turn on the navigation I sent you? I want to check the route," Callie said quickly.

"You're really bothering me!" The driver suddenly glared at her. “I can drive this route with my eyes closed. My house is nearby, and I know it a hundred times better than you do. I know where the fastest route is."

Callie wanted to argue, but the driver's fierce expression silenced her. She sat quietly, praying the driver wasn't a bad person and that she would see her dad soon.

Despite the driver's assurances, the surroundings made Callie increasingly uneasy. Her dad wouldn't have chosen such a deserted place, would he? He knew she was timid and would never want her to feel this scared.

After a while, the driver finally pulled over. "Miss, aren't you going to get your phone?" he asked.

Callie noticed he was still staring at her in a way that made her uncomfortable. "Sir, could you please help me pick it up?" she asked nervously.

“Help you pick it up?" The driver seemed to understand her reluctance and nodded. "Okay."