Chapter EightVeronika insisted that Khalid accompany her on the train ride back to Manhattan, and they took the short ride on the N Train on the BMT line to Prince Street. They got to her loft building around ten AM, and she located her hideout keys in one of the flowerpots in front of the place to let them in.
“Aha!” Khalid exclaimed. “I knew there was more to you than being a homeless person. You must be part of some reality TV show!”
“Not hardly,” she said as she unlocked the front door to let them in. “This is a friend's place who lets me come by in case of an emergency. Well, this is an emergency.”
They rode the elevator to the second floor, and she was glad none of the neighbors were home to see her arrive in such a slovenly manner. She opened the door and she was filled with reli
