Leah's Face twisted into somewhat of an angry snarl. Retching the curtains open, she found herself walking out of the apartment and before she knew it, she was walking towards his car.
Charging towards it, she stopped in front of it before banging her fist on the window. "Open it!" She screamed at the Driver knowing who he was. "Now!"
When no one responded from the inside, Leah used her fist to knock in the window again, on the verge of breaking it down if possible.
"Hey, lady!" someone yelled from across the street making Leah turn around to look. "Do you have a problem with my car? You want me to call the cops?"
Shit, her banging stopped immediately, midway as she realised that this was a different car.
She should have checked into the Number plate before anything but she did not know the number of his car. Shit.