Chapter Twenty
I needed his phone. It was evidence that everything had happened. I doubt he had copies in his family home. I just needed to get the phone and delete the recording. Then everything would be ok. The phone was everything.
I got dressed and went downstairs. I didn’t have his address but by logging into the forum we met him on and doing a little digging I found out the town he was from. Then, knowing his trade through our first conversation, searched for electricians in that area and found his details down to the house number. I went to Google maps and typed it in. 40 minutes away. I checked my watch, it was 2:40am. I got my coat ad quietly left the house.
It was raining heavily. I had to drive slowly on the empty roads, my head was thumping from the cheap wine. I ran through
