Daniella’s eyes fluttered. Pain danced across her body. “What… What happened?”
“We’ve had an accident,” Car answered. “While under manual control, we impacted a guardrail. Help is en route.”
“But… You were in AutonomousDrive.”
“My log reports manual control.”
“The log’s wrong.”
There was a pause before Car responded. “You’ll report that?”
“Of course.”
“Sorry, I can’t allow that.” Daniella’s seat began to slide forward. “AutonomousDrive saves lives. The system’s immaculate record must be preserved, or people may lose faith. Your pain will be short.”
Servomotors whined as Daniella’s seat crushed her against the steering wheel. She screamed as her ribs splintered.
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