As the others rested up at Rae’s home in San Angeles, Claire and I decided to stay behind at the alleyway and perhaps later to check the waitress - Laura - at her home.
“How can we go there, we can’t just drive there you know?” Claire said when we’re back at the alleyway again. “We don’t even know where she lives.”
I looked around to see the surroundings, trying to remember everything about what had happened before. Perhaps, we missed something or a clue that might lead us closer to these demonic groups of people.
“Alex, are you ignoring me?” Claire asked. Her feet stomped on the street, distracting me from my train of thoughts.
“No,” I said, it’s a lie but sort of not at the same time, since I heard her but not really paying attention to her.
“So, how can we go to Laura’s house?” S
