Chapter 29 : A Strange Message

ADRIANO I hadn't been able to think about anything but Raven. I was worried sick about her. What if I never saw her again? What if I was too late like I was with Moxi? What if I screwed this up? I would never forgive myself if I lost her because I didn't make a fast enough move. Losing Moxi was enough as it was. Losing my dad was hard too. Losing everyone I had, leaving tattoos on my skin as a memory and logbook of sorts to try and cope with it and pay homage to them in an unconventional way, was all I could do. Speaking of which, I needed to get one for Moxi. Sighing, I called the Viper Bar, requesting for it to stay closed this morning a little longer. It didn't open until around noon, anyway. I didn't want people getting in the way of us tearing the place apart looking for answers. Too many hands would mean too many variables to mess up the evidence. And maybe there wasn't any evidence left after she had been taken. Dahlia or Damian could have cleaned up everythi