Ivy
We went after Sean and his car through streets, keeping a reasonable distance from him and when we got to a lower middle class section of town that I barely recognized, he slowed down and went past terrace residences before stopping his car before an entrance into one of those houses and my driver too stopped behind a tree a couple of blocks away. I watched as Sean got down from his car dressed dapper before going around to the passenger side of his car and helping the person seated beside him down from the car.
Unable to see from the spot we had stopped and hoping to catch a glimpse of whoever he was with I urgently told the driver, “can you drive past the car please.”
Wordlessly he started the car and drove along and when we got beside Sean’s car I turned and watched as he wrapp
