That had been a nightmarish time in both of our lives. Mark's sanity was hanging by a thread and his entire future was in jeopardy and the only thing holding him together was his sister who was walking a very thin line herself. Between being unable to sleep, my body desperately craving coke and booze, and the overwhelming feeling of guilt brought on by the fact that it had been my stealing from my brother that had led him to meet Max in the first place I was in as bad a shape as my brother. Had Alex Warner not let both Mark and I stay at his place, and...