Marina's POV
I made good use of Malcolm. He was weird, but at least he took me to a proper illegal hard drug store, where we finished Varce’s money. I got all the drugs and packs of cigarettes.
When we were done and we came back to the race course, Varce was already waiting, leaning on his side of the car. He looked better, but clearly still upset. I was unsure if sitting beside him in a car would be the best decision at the moment but I didn't really have a choice.
Malcolm left. Bummer. He was actually kind of fun. Now, I had to deal with this annoying guy's tantrums.
He didn't say a word to me, but he got into the car. I did the same as expected of me and he moved to turn on the ignition, then he stopped aggressively, startling me.
“Hanging out with the enemy?” What? What was he sa
