It was late at night, and the stranger in the back seat of Suzanne Roberts’ car didn’t seem to be moving. “Are you alright, sir?” she asked, but the only answer she received was the sound of tires rolling on road. Her heart beat faster. In the past, the drunk strangers in Roberts’ car had, at worst, laughed at their own jokes. If someone was seriously hurt, what would she do? At last, a stoplight...