Patricia cursed when she drove past the second red light, speeding through confused cars and annoyed drivers. Any moment now the cops will be on her tail, their characteristic sound and blue red light urging her to pull over. The thought that should spark regret and reprove only stood to fuel her strong resolve even further, her heeled foot pushing into the accelerator, raising the arrow that warned her that this road was not supposed to accommodate that speed, but she wasn't thinking straight, how could she? Her life was about to implode!
"Call George Lee." She said, her voice as shaky as the hands that gripped the steering wheel.
"Dialing George Lee" her only companion the mechanical voice said, assuring her that her request was heard.
The phone could not ring for longer, why wouldn't he pick up?! She cursed, her voice rising to a crescendo. "Stop staring at the phone, you fool, pick it up!" she said, her voice as tense as her hands.
