While Matt slept (albeit not well) he had no idea that this little "situation" was far from over as a matter of fact, the wrath of the Psychic Junkie had only just begun ...
Trying not to be the over controlling psychotic girlfriend who doesn't "trust" her boyfriend I didn't protest. I couldn't let Matt see me as insecure. I was the cool girlfriend remember? No, rather than be categorized as crazy, I did what I do best...called a psychic.
As I walked down the stairs to the garage it hit me. That was the box!! Leigh had seen me stuck in the elevator!
