“Shut up…I’m angry…”He said. I called Mark and asked him if he knew about Alex…he said no, he was home and Alex went to a meeting then said he’d wait for me…which obviously, he didn’t, I looked around…until it was night…and I thought he was already home…but when I got there…I saw no one…the last thing I saw moving on that street…was a black van moving away…I had at least one clue…the license plate. XXX …I was the whole night looking for a solution and I came across an owner of the Van…his name was Louis Schmidt…the next day, I was obviously paying him a visit… “Damn it Alex…don’t play like that with me…”I told myself. “Well…and the 3rd time you forgot to tell me about your Club meeting and I had to wait for like..a looong time!” I said. “Damn…”I thought to myself…”Now take the punishment. …you
