CHAPTER 23
AS SOON AS I left Liquid, I drove straight to the address Mack had given me for Stefanie’s apartment. The building was well kept but not ostentatious, the kind of place young professionals on a reasonable salary tended to gravitate towards.
There was no doorman, just a panel full of buzzers, and I pressed one after another until somebody let me in. I didn’t want to announce myself to Stefanie just yet. It was a lot easier to get someone to talk to you if you had your foot blocking their door, and I couldn’t do that from outside.
And it was a lot easier to get someone to talk to you if they were in. After I’d waited for twenty minutes, I came to the conclusion that Stefanie wasn’t.
She was probably out working. The bills weren’t going to pay themselves, and now she had nobody
