Bianca

I was driven to a building in another part of town. St Just accompanied me. We spoke very little on the drive. St Just seemed to be preoccupied and kept texting and receiving phone calls. When we turned up at one of the streets in the city which housed all the financial institutions, I stepped out in a daze, unsure about where I was heading.

Tall buildings crowded either side of the street, bearing some of the names of the financial giants in the state. I bit my lip ...