Veronica handed the driver a twenty-dollar bill, and she exited the vehicle with Sean just in time to watch the taxi drive off.South Minneapolis was vastly different than the warehouse district. Two-story houses lined the vacant streets. They walked past an older couple moving debris and dried leaves from their front yard and a pre-school and its empty playground with swings drifting back and forth from the frequent gusts of wind. The sun had set and the air became colder. Veronica shivered and placed her hands into the pockets of her jacket. Sean unfolded a small piece of paper written with the address of the location and rechecked it.“It should be somewhere up there, around the corner,” he said to her. His lower lip shivered from the cold. Veronica grabbed his arm, and he placed it around her shoulders. Sean smiled and held her close. Any notion of his betrayal and the fact that Kenneth was on his way to Minneapolis, left his thoughts. He didn’t want to think about it; not now.
