Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

Walking into the club, it was busy, very busy. One of the women, Erica, I think, showed me a photo of the man we were looking for. She made a joke about how he wasn’t attractive and should be easy for me to ‘’pick up’’ If only I had that confidence. I just felt like a mess right now. 

After making more than a few rounds of the whole place, there was no sign of the man in the photo I had seen. We even split up to check all the areas just to make sure we weren’t missing him while we checked one space, but he wasn’t here. 

Stacy went and asked the bartender if he looked familiar, but that proved pointless too, the bartender had never seen him... Apparently. 

Satisfied