The amount of time they needed to reach his apartment was merely thirty minutes, including the fact that there was lesser traffic that late afternoon and Elliot did not get any tickets for over speeding. Which of course, he rarely got. He was an excellent driver, he rarely broke rules of traffic.
"I can't believe I am doing this." Nigella mumbled from the passanger seat. She had been grumbling about how he used her disturbed state of mind into agreeing to this when in reality even she knew that his offer was quiet good and reasonable, at least to him it was.
"I have already called someone to get rest of your stuff by tomorrow." He told her, she shrugged not really caring for all the things that she left behind in the haste of packing up her survival necessities. Elliot had helped carry
