C324 I Was Scared out of My Wits

It's the peak hour. Taxi's on the road, stopping and stopping. The line of cars behind the red lights formed a long line. The people in the cars were crowded like sardines. The hotel was not far in front of them, but the cars were squeezed in the middle of the road and could not get to them no matter how hard they tried.

"Oh no, I seem to be a little late."

The woman looked at her phone