The Masked man walked up to Makk and sat down in front of him.
"Shouldn't you ask my permission before sitting at my table? Also, who allowed you to enter the club with that mask. It's not allowed," Makk raised his gaze and looked at the masked guy.
"I'm looking for a person. He came here with a bag. From what I heard, he was wearing a black t-shirt and black jeans. He had red hair.
" Are you a cop or what?" Makk asked the man, suspiciously.
"Nah, I'm just a friend of that guy. He called me, saying that he was waiting for me here," the masked man replied.
"Yeah, I saw him. He sat here waiting for someone, but he left after a few minutes. I don't know where he went. You can leave and try looking for him," he said as he waved his hand.
"Oh? So he left. I wonder why he didn't call before leaving," The masked man muttered.