I cried out desperately, hoping someone would come to my aid.
But it was too late; there wasn't a soul nearby.
Despite my frantic struggles, I was helplessly dragged into the car.
I held up my phone in front of him, a clear threat in my voice:
"I'm warning you, don't even think about trying anything, or I'll call the cops!"
Frank hesitated briefly, then casually fired up the engine:
"There's no need to be so tense. I'm not going to do anything to you. I haven't turned into a complete beast yet."
As the car crept forward, I clung to my phone and bag like lifelines.
I was ready to swing my bag at him and bolt out of the car for help if he tried anything.
But that plan remained just a desperate fantasy as we drove on in tense silence.
Frank shot me a few furtive glances, as if he wa
