But the taxi accelerated its pace. I was taken aback by the sudden change in speed. Anya even held my arm. I could tell that she was frightened too.
"Don't be afraid. They were not after us," I said to the driver, but I bet that those cars were really following us. I did not want the driver to get panick. "Just drive safely."
"Hindi, Maam. May ganito ring nangyari noon. 'Yong isa kong pasaherong babae, umiiyak dahil hinahabol daw siya."
I squinted my eyes. "Do I look like I'm crying?"
I saw in the rearview mirror how he bit his lip. His eyes were switching from the front, to the side mirror, to rearview mirror, and back to the front. I breathe deeply. But then, the taxi changed lane. Then changed lane again and again.
"Mister, don't do that. It's dangerous," I said to the driver.
