I didn't want to believe that Mack was involved with drugs, so after tossing and turning for most of the night, I decided to confront him. After all, I felt connected to him and couldn't just forget about our amazing moments together. I woke up early, just after five, knowing that I needed to see if he was hiding something. The stranger who was blackmailing me didn't call again and that was worrying. I didn't want to be surprised with another scandal. Phil would fire me straight away and I wouldn't be able to afford to live in the complex, not without steady income.
I drove through the empty roads to the location that I set up on my iPhone yesterday. It was an industrial part of the city, located close to the docks. I parked my car on the side street, in front of semidetached run-down houses. I had learnt that this location wasn't particularly safe, but Mack would be just finishing his night shift and I needed to speak to him.