As I spoke, I fished for the car's ignition and slammed it in.

The instant the engine erupted to life, the man immediately inserted his hand into the car, attempting to open the rear door.

I did not wait and floored the gas pedal, and the car shot forward, dragging the man along.

He refused to let go. Instead, he clung hard to the door and growled, "You're dead, you filthy bitch!"

I tried to accelerate to lose him, but not only did he catch hold of the door but also started climbing into the vehicle. I gripped the steering wheel, my face whitening.

Finally, I made up my mind...