After what seems like hours, Macy finally spills the whole thing. “So, you met him here two weeks ago?” I ask excitedly to find out about her mystery man.

“Well no. I met him here a couple months back when he handed me a couple hundred-dollar bills and asked to fuck me out in his car. I quickly turned him down and said that it is not how things work around here. Afterwards, he kept coming around every night and watching me like I was his prey. It was creepy, but I enjoyed his generous tips.

Three weeks ago, he stopped coming around completely. I had briefly wondered what had...