Reborn Heart of Steel

The video recorded them making a particular turn, then all the screen went off. Once the image stood still the corridor was completely deserted. “What happened?” someone asked. ‘That,’ Harris said after a moment’s thinking, ‘we are yet to establish. ‘ ‘The camera feed was lost for a full, precise 47 seconds,’ Enoch said when the latter returned from hunting down Finch and the guards. They all looked round at each other and an unspoken current of tension passed through the hall. My heart skipped a beat or two; I was very much concerned. This was bad. Very bad. ‘What about the guards?’ I said. Harris’s expression darkened. “This man was found unconscious in a supply closet,” he said, his fingers steepled in front of his mouth, “They’re being questioned now, but preliminary accounts indicate they don’t recall anything between leaving Finch and waking up in the closet. ” “Memory-altering drugs?” Chase suggested. “Possibly,” Harris nodded. “Many of us are running tox screens now. ” As Harris went on to explain the escape and the goings on in that investigation, I find myself reminiscing our case, up to the moment we caught The Raven. “Detectives,” he had said, and his tone was very different from that of the common people around him it was cultured. “Holding back and phoning instead?” But even in that loss, he had been graceful, almost of royal bearing. when we’d cuffed him he’d looked at me and his eyes were so black I felt like he was gazing into my soul. “This isn’t the end, Brienne,” he had said. It is only the onset of a fresh round in a continuous struggle. ” This, I had, at the time, written off as bluster from a criminal daring the police to catch him. Now, those words made me shudder. “Brienne? You with us?” Chase voice brought me to the reality where Slant was just about to absorb Alessandro with his dragon fire. I realized the briefing was over and people start moving into groups, each of which was supposed to deal with the manhunt from a particular angle. “Yeah, sorry,” I muttered. “Just… processing. ” Chase agreed to the statement of the young man and there was comprehension in his gaze. “It is a lot to comprehend. But we will catch again, Lucy. We have done it before and we can do it again. ” I would have loved to believe this, but I could not wish for the same kind of courage he boasted of. Part of me knew this was not generally the way it was supposed to be. The Raven had always been so three steps ahead of the team. And just in the present scenario, his capture seemed to be a part some or other big picture. ” Brienne?” It was Harris, waving me over to him. “A word?” I then accompanied him to an area that was comparatively less crowded, to get better privacy. “I didn’t want to say this in front of everyone,” he murmur, “but I’m worried The way The Rav n escaped was to too clean, to too perfect. ” I merely gave a nod to him and a tight feeling was on my heart. “You expect that he intended this from the start and that being apprehended is of his design?” Seeing this, Harris raked a hand through his already ruffled hair, something he did very rarely to show how much bothered he was. “I don’t know. But I do know that The Raven is not just another criminal. He is…I can’t even put a finger at it. ” “What do you mean?”Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

After a moment, he frowned and patted at his jacket, fishing out a crumpled piece of paper. “This was in The Raven cell when he escaped,” Bailey said, tossing an envelope across the desk to her, who opened it and realized it was intended for her. As I was shaking, I opened up the piece of paper. In elegant, flowing script, it read:In elegant, flowing script, it read: “My dear Brienne, I hope you will not mind me fleeing like that but trust me; our little ‘game’ is only just beginning. The best thing I can say to you is that you have been a worthy opponent, and I will be waiting for our next tango, figuratively, of course. In mind, such bold and risky moves as the checkers of the Queen does not qualify her or even the King as unbeatable forces can be given up with check-mate. Until we meet again,

The Raven” Reading the note, a shiver ran down my spine and I could guess the color of my face was white. The implications were quite obvious it’s personal now. But the Raven wasn’t just trying to escape he was goading me in an almost personal vendetta. ‘We’ve got to get you security’, Harris was saying, but the words sounded as if they came from far away, turned into echoes. “If The Ravin is searching for you you will be able to notice this immediately, so you should be very careful. ” “No,” I said interrupting him my voice was stronger than I was inside. “I will not run to cover my face; that is his end game to get us running around scared thus preventing us from getting on with things.” I was proud of myself, I had moved from an ordinary school girl who was always being bullied to the center piece in trying to nab the most notorious criminal in the city. Harris seemed like he wished to protest, but took one look at my face, and decided against it. “What do you recommend then?” I have inhaled deeply before adopting a assertive posture. They go to work and track him down as the previous reptilian had ordered but this time round they don’t take him lightly; rather they presume that he is always a head forward and they aim at being two heads forward. For a moment there was a silence; Harris looked at me, his face betraying no emotion. Then, slowly, he nodded. “Fine, Brianne. We’ll do it your way. But I’m telling you, He is dangerous, may be even more than he was before. ” Turning back to Chase and the others, I could not help but feel that we were getting ourselves into much more than we could handle. The Raven was free, and he was only toying with the situation, and the rest of them did not understand it. At that moment one thing became crystal clear there was not going to be a possibility of him to beat me. At whatever the cost and in whatever way necessary I would have The Raven while she was the most notable fugitive of them all. Again. As I rejoined the bustling war room, I silently vowed: This time the cell would become a permanent structure well, at least the open structure that would remain for the rest of The Raven’s life.