After picking up a couple of takeout trays of falafel, gyros, and hummus, I headed into the office building, leaving Nick at the door so he could get himself home; though, he was instructed to take my car back to the charity office parking lot.
It was a bit strange to see just how empty the office was, though I guess it made sense as it was well after quitting time. I headed up to Roman's office, and took the time in the elevator to collect myself.
I had to let my paranoia go. It was driving me insane, and I knew that if it kept up, it was only going to cause actual problems.
I started to even doubt that all of the cars had been all the same make and model. Hell, what if they hadn't even all been black? What if they had just been dark shades of colors and my mind was just playing tricks on me? I was about to drive myself insane.
Let it go, Hannah, just let it go.
