22. Devil’s corner 4

Isabelle's POV

"My name is the only thing that keeps me going," he admitted.

"Way to darken the mood. I'm sorry to bring up bad memories for you. Tell me about Devil's Corner," I said.

"What about it? Didn't I tell you everything already?" He asked.

I replied, "Tell me stories about what happen over there. How did that place get its name? Why were you on the corner? Who was going to be at my death?"

He joked, "That's gonna be hard to answer while we're running full speed ahead. Can't this wait until we're at a good part of town?"

"As long as I get the full story, I'm satisfied." I said.

"I like you, little lady." He said.

"I know you do," I said.

We ran nonstop for miles. I'd say about twenty minutes later, we came into view of city lights and a few cars.

"Thank you so much, Lucky," I said.

"You're welcome, little lady. Now this is still the east side, but we're out of Devil's Corne