The Warehouse Game Night Secret

I checked my boyfriend’s location and found out why he kept going offline every night.

My boyfriend, Jake. Sixteen years old. Every night. 9:47 p.m.

Read receipts off. Location frozen. “Phone died,” he’d say. Same excuse.

Every time. Last Thursday, it froze again. But this time, I watched it.

The pin jumped. Once. Twice. Then stopped. An address I didn’t

recognize. Edge of town. Industrial area. No houses. No lights.

My heart sank. Who is he meeting? Why hide it? The next night, I don’t text.

I follow. I park a block away. Lights off. Hands shaking. He walks up to a