CASTRO

With tears streaming down her cheeks, the depressed June drove down the highway and took the path that led to the outskirts of New York.

While driving at a close range behind her and ensuring that he wasn’t monitored, Fred trailed June to her destination. She drove for more than an hour and finally pulled her car to a halt after she drove to a desserted bar.

Fred was stunned at where they ended. He never knew that such a place existed in New York. The path was devoid of people and he could spot only two cars parked in front of a bungalow with a sign post tagged DESSERT BAR. There were no houses or other buildings at close range.

From his spot, he watched June get out of her car and parking it in front of the bungalow. She began to take hurried strides toward the bar while Fred paid attention.

Several thoughts began to flutter in his mind.

What if the man giving her the supposed orders Eleanor spoke about was inside the bar?

Fred quickly wheeled his car away from the bungalow. He park