Summer Sutton's heart instantly sank to the bottom.
However, there was not a trace of panic on her face.
Composing her expression, she secretly dialed the emergency number.
"Where are you taking me?" She glanced at the driver in front and tried to ask.
The driver still ignored her.
"Stop the car! I'll get off here!" Summer Sutton tapped the car door loudly.
Her phone was in the call state, so whatever happened on her end could be directly transmitted to the police through sound.
The driver, probably afraid she would cause trouble, glanced at her and stopped the car. As he leaned over to try to stop her, he caught sight of Summer Sutton's phone.
The screen of Summer Sutton's phone was still lit, still on a call.
"You called the police?" The man's gaze suddenly turned vicious.
Summer Sutton ignored him and continued tapping at the car door.
