I was glad they hadn’t noticed that I had followed them. I would have to ask Max once again if he knew why they had followed him. He had to if he knew that they had been behind him. He had to know why. He was being too secretive. I should have taken that as a clue and just minded my own business. Sometimes I didn’t make the best decisions. I made my way across town to a small brick house on the edge of Abercorn Street. It had a small sidewalk out front with a path leading to the front door. There were no signs that anyone was home and the shades were drawn. Of course I was nervous and contemplated turning around and going home. But I’d already made it this far, I couldn’t turn back now. What if Max had already seen me standing in front of his place? Did he live there alone? What if he had a female roommate who was more than just a roommate? That would be awkward. As I stood in front of the door, I thought I heard movement from the other side.
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