When Bradley finished talking to his father, he left the villa and picked up the phone. He dialled Michael, Max and Stoner's numbers. He needed to meet them.
They all agreed to meet again at the same club, but this time they were going for the sole purpose of having a few drinks.
Bradley immediately headed for the club, he didn't want to be at home, so he was the first to arrive, and sat down to wait for his friends, while lighting a cigarette.
He was there, alone, listening to the ambient music, and thinking about her every second. In fact, his mind left no room for anything but Layla and Milka.
—Wow, but look who got there first... what was he thinking? —Max wondered as he arrived at the club first.
He had noticed the trance-like state Bradley was in, and was a little curious.
