I Gave an Elderly Woman a Free Taxi Ride — Weeks Later, I Was Caught in a Rough Court Battle I Never Saw Coming

When Marcus picked up a mysterious elderly woman on his last shift of the night, her wistful request for a long drive through memory-filled streets tugged at his heart. He thought it was just a kind gesture — until weeks later, when he found himself in a courtroom battle that could ruin his life.
It was late in the evening when I decided to call it a night. My eyes felt heavy, and thoughts of Sarah and the kids tugged at my heart.
They always asked why I worked so late, and I never had a good answer beyond “bills don’t pay themselves.”
I switched off my taxi’s availability status and was about to put the car in drive when my phone chirped. One last ride request.
“Not tonight,” I muttered, reaching to decline. But something made me pause.
The address was only ten minutes away, in one of those older neighborhoods where Victorian houses lined quiet streets.
One last ride, one last fare, and the pickup point was so close… it didn’t make sense not to take it. Much as I wanted to get home, every dollar made a difference.
I accepted the request and pulled out into the evening traffic.
Minutes later, I pulled up to a dark house with ivy climbing its walls and peeling paint that had probably once been white. No lights were on. I honked my horn, … Below