“She says to turn
left at the next intersection.”
“What? That’s not right. We’re still in the middle of nowhere.”
“She’s never wrong, sweetie. You know that.”
Shaw sped up and passed the turn. She knew where she was.
“You can also make a left in two streets. She says there’s an accident up ahead and we’ll get stuck in traffic if we keep going. And you need to use your turn signal in this area.”
“Will you tell google maps to knock it off and let me drive?”
“Sameen! You can’t compare Her to a sub par navigation app!”
“Then both of you quit it with the backseat driving. I’ve got this.”
The directions she didn’t mind so much, it was the other little comments. Despite having once told her to drive off an overpass, the Machine could be a goody two shoes about driving laws.
She took the left turn this time. If the Machine said there was an accident then there was an accident. Sitting in traffic didn’t sound fun.
“It’s going to be the next right now.”
Shaw slowed down. “Don’t see a sign.”
“It’s behind that tree.”
“What the hell is wrong with this state? Signs behind trees. Have to turn right to make a left. Who came up with this bullshit?”
“No, I think that was rhetorical. Explaining would probably only make her more irate.”
Shaw glared at her passenger, unamused by the half of the conversation she could hear.
“Oh, you missed the street. You’re going to need to turn around.”
“Just great.” She hooked a u-turn at the intersection.
“She asked me to remind you that u-turns are illegal here.” Root sounded like she was holding back a laugh. That brat probably enjoyed being in the middle of the navigation battle.
“I turn where I damn well please.”
“We’re only trying to help. Also, She says the speed limit is…”
“One more comment about my driving and both of you are walking home.”
“You’d abandon me in the middle of New Jersey suburban hell, Sameen?”
Twenty minutes later Root was trying to talk them out of a speeding ticket. The Machine graciously assisted by having the officer called away for an emergency.
Root batted her eyes and looked smug as the patrol car pulled away.
“This state sucks.”
“I know, sweetie, but so do I and later tonight you’ll appreciate that.”
Shaw started the engine. “With that in mind…how about the fastest route to the motel without running the risk of me assaulting a cop again?”
The Machine gave up and disabled all the traffic cameras in the neighborhood.