Anxious to find out what's going on with Marvin and where Nick is? ;) Any theories?
An impatient Greg waited for Marvin to visit him at home. He told him he'd be there at 5 p.m., but it was already half past five. Shortly before Greg would decide to call him and ask where he was, Marvin knocked on the door. Greg opened and was surprised over the sight. "Marvin... What happened?" he asked surprised as he noticed a few bruises on the man's face.
"Nothing, just a jerk who thought he could mess with me. Don't worry, he's looking worse."
Greg didn't know how to reply to that, it just gave him assurance that being friends with Marvin wouldn't work out. "Do you need some ice or something?"
"It's fine. What do you want to talk about?" Marvin asked rather impatiently himself, sitting down on the couch.
Greg started to tell him that he knew why they met in the first place, how disappointed he was and that he felt betrayed. He finished off by telling him he didn't want to see him for the next few weeks. He had no intention to see him after that time, but he didn't want to tell him this so bluntly.
Without many emotions, Marvin got off his seat. "That it?"
"...Well, yeah. If you don't have anything to say to this."
"Alright. Have a good day," he said while opening the door.
"...That's it? You're not even trying to defend your behavior?"
"Greg, I'm kind of in a hurry. I told you I was gonna be busy today but you insisted on meeting me, anyway. What do you want me to say? I'm sorry." He didn't even try to make this sound sincere.
"I can't believe you or Charlotte. You're both crazy, huh?"
This made Marvin a bit aggressively. He turned around to Greg. "I'm not crazy, you got that?!"
The surprise was clearly obvious in Greg's face. Although this man betrayed him and lied to him, he still cared about him, at least a bit. "...Are you sure you're alright?" Greg noticed the sunglasses Marvin was wearing on his head. He tried to cheer him up. "You know Nick has the exact same pair?"
Marvin gave Greg a look he didn't know what it meant at first. "That's nice," he said before leaving.
Greg decided to look after Nick before heading to work today. He tried calling him and ask him if he needed anything, but again he landed on voice mail, so he figured it would be okay to drive over without announcing it. When he arrived, Nick wouldn't open the door. Worried Nick might be too sick to get the door, he used the spare key he had to the apartment and walked in. "Nick? Are you there?" He wandered through each room but didn't find his friend. No sign to show he'd been here the last few days, either. No newspapers, no used dishes. Greg started to get more and more suspicious. "Hey Archie," he said into his phone. "There's something I need you to check ASAP. No, nothing case-related..."
Greg had asked Archie to find out where the computer that was used to send the e-mail that claimed Nick was home sick was located at. When he found out, he wasn't all that surprised and decided to go there. He knocked on the door. "Marvin, are you there?"
After a few minutes, Marvin opened up. "Greg, what the hell?" he asked panting.
"Is Nick here?"
"...Why would he be? What are you talking about?" he asked quite nervously.
"Because he sent an e-mail from your home claiming to be sick and you even covered him. He wasn't in on your bar fight, was he?"
"Greg, you have to leave. I'll tell Nick to call you if I see him but..."
"Stop it. I know he's here. What's going on?"
"It uh... It's complicated but... He needs some time away from you, okay?"
"...What?"
"He told me about some problems you were dealing with some time ago and... He just needs some time alone, you know?"
Greg raised an eyebrow. "What kind of problems?"
Marvin laughed nervously. "I'm not gonna repeat what a friend told me confidentially."
"Why? 'Cause you think I don't know about it already?" Greg let himself in, although Marvin made it quite clear through his body language that he didn't want that.
"Hey! Hey!" Marvin got angry again. He pushed Greg against the door. "Get out!"
Greg looked quite terrified. "...What are you doing?"
"I'm sorry, is there any law that forbids me to decided who I let into my apartment these days? Last time I checked, I had a right to be alone in here."
"...I just wanted to see Nick. There's no need to get physical."
"Just get the hell out of my apartment! He's not here!"
"Alright! I'm sorry, I..." As Greg's eyes wandered through the apartment, he noticed something. The way his eyes stayed on that spot let Marvin know he noticed, but Greg acted like he didn't. He didn't even know what to make of this. "If you see Nick, please tell him to call me, okay?"
"Sure thing..." Marvin said in a calm tone.
When Greg walked out of the apartment complex, he called Russell. "I'm not sure, but I think Nick's in trouble. His shirt was lying on the floor. It had blood on it. Yeah, I'm sure it's his. Russell, Marvin was acting really weird and nervous. I think Nick's in there."