"I'm sick and tired of it," Sinead bit at no one in particular. She knew Tanis was on her side, more so than anybody probably had ever been. Though Avi was often targeted in the same manner, his bar exam and employment always seemed to deescalate the situation far quicker than Sinead ever could. "It's<span style="font-style: italic">so</span>difficult to maneuver, it's<span style="font-style: italic">terrifying</span>to be in, I hate that you had to experience that."<br/>Without thinking Sinead made the left turn, at the next intersection. Only then, the patrol car completely out of her field of vision and mirrors, did Sinead realize she must've driven past Tanis' apartment.<br/>"I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking - which building was your's?" she said, some of the frustrations having left her voice. Though the adrenaline remained, her annoyance had deflated some.<br/>"Is here fine?" she asked, not waiting for a confirmation before pulling in to the curb. They couldn't have been far away, and Sinead absolutely refused to do another lap around the block if it meant having to pass the officers again.