Marty and Todd had driven out of Sacramento and through Citrus Heights to reach Folsom.
Parking up at Folsom along Trader Lane at the dark and quiet rear of the historic Sutter Street district they took time to relax and check their cell-phones.
After a few moments Marty began to fiddle impatiently with the various items of exploration kit in his backpack.
Todd, meanwhile, checked his phone to see if there was word from Aileen. They'd arranged to meet and keen to see if she'd cancelled.
Marty was pretty sure the beautiful Coffee Shop Aileen didn't exist. Just another of Todd's tall-tales; so he checked his battery level on his phone and reviewed the printed-out map of the location of the old Wells Fargo Bank.
Todd looked up from his phone and tried to picture Sutter Street as it had been over a century ago.
Folsom was larger, more famous now...thanks to Johnny Cash...but Todd had an eye on more on the mysteries the bank possibly held than lingering thoughts on Cash or the prison.
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