"WHA- hey, whoa, what is this-" She's thrown against the back of the seat by the acceleration, clinging to the sides with both hands.

"Where are you taking me?!" There's almost more anger breaking into her voice than fear; she hadn't thought that he might actually be serious about all those threats, and even now it was only starting to really dawn on her as a possibility, and it was a possibility that she really, really hated.