Right! In a bit, once he drops her off at home, she'll fling the car door open and bolt for the Elevator; as long as she runs fast enough, once she gets into her Apartment, she'll immediately deadbolt the room door and won't open up no matter who knocks.
"Swoosh—" The Car was fast; before long, it pulled up right downstairs at her Apartment Building.
Victoria Gibson quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, took a deep breath, kept her Head down, grabbed the car door with both hands, twisted her Body around, ready to get out with a 100-meter sprint burst and race straight home.
"Bang!" With a loud crash, Victoria slammed right into the car door and the next second was bounced back into the car seat.
The ideal is plump; reality is bony.
It never occurred to her that Chad Yakov had stopped the Car but hadn't unlocked the Car door lock…
Her Head, her Waist… it hurt so bad!
