Chapter One Hundred and Forty Seven

Marco walked down the street to what he formally knew as Kelvin's house.

It looked sketchy and he already felt weird coming here.

He knocked on Kelvin's door and waited outside, he wrapped a hand around his bag to protect it.

The door opened to reveal Kelvin's father, he looked so rough. The alcohol stench coming from him was too much.

Marco placed a finger to his nose.

"I am sorry to bother but is Kelvin here?"

Kelvin's father looked at Marco from head to toe before he sneered his words.

"Haven't seen that boy in a minute." he squinted his eyes at Marco, "Who are you?"

Marco shook his head, "No one."

He walked away from the house and into his car as fast as he could.

He took out his phone to call Kelvin, "Come on man, pick up."

The call went straight to voicemail. Marco banged his hands against his steering wheels.

His phone vibrated and he lit up, he fumbled for it thinking it was Kelvin. A hiss left his lips when he saw David on his screen.

"Hey,"

"Hey Marco, I was calling to let