“Raven,” Denver step from the bathroom dressed in clothes clearly picked by her. She was the only one who could measure his new appearance. “I need your help.” He sit down on the bed pulling on his shoes. As he rose he looked at the ring who brought the transformation within him. “What do you need?” Raven stood crossed arms in front of the window. She has been watching the drones circling the mansion’s perimeter. “I need a moment alone. How do I get away from here?” “It would be difficult but I can go look to see what I can do. Please be careful. Watch out for the drones.” “Who is McAllen to you? It’s clear you both knows each other.” “He’s my stepfather.” She said walking towards the door. “Can I trust him?” “I don’t know but I trust him.” “Good enough for the moment.” “My motorcycle is in the garage. The keys are there too.” Raven was gone. The door silently closed. McAllen followed her towards the kitchen. Denver’s now keen earing made it possible to hear two sets of hear

Denver tried breaking the connection but his parents hold on tightly. “This is the only time we are going to let you into our past. Calm down.” Daniel ordered. "We made mistakes. We want you to learn. You are a Ricardo but there are mirrors of illusions around you." "What do you mean?" "Denver, to become your own man, you need to learn not to make the same mistakes. I want you to claim your righful place in Ricardo-Saint-Claire. Now shut up and learn our truth, our past." his father said annoyed. “Open this bloody door,” Cathy yelled again before slamming against the wood. She quickly realized she was hurting her own hands. Stepping away she stood wondering what to do now. She suddenly realized someone was looking intently at her. This makes her feel vulnerable and exposed. She tries to wet her lips again, in need of water. “Hello,” he said soft-toned. Cathy instantly turned in the direction of the voice. She saw him leaning like a waiting cheetah. He appeared to act leisurely but

Denver felt himself being shaken within the comfort zone of the trap linked of memories. He senses from both his parents he should focus and learn... “Get him,” the female voice familiar. Cathy recognized the voice. Fury was instantly building within her. Trust…not always easy with her since the death of her parents…but two traitors managed to fool her. Another burst of gun fire making people scramble for cover. “Why, Daniel. I entered your domain, but you didn’t see me coming.” Eliza stood over the man bleeding from his shoulder. “Bitch,” he growled struggling onto his feet. “That I am. But then again, you taught me how to play the game.” “What do you want Eliza?” Daniel sit down on the couch. “You took something of mine. I want it back.” The woman suddenly has a nasty tone of voice. “What are you talking about?” “You like to play dumb when it suits you Daniel.” “You were the one who betrayed me, Eliza. How many of my men did you turn into your favor?” “A couple.” Eliza s

Denver Ricardo junior step down from the private airplane in Ricardo Saint-Claire. He brushed a moment across his face enjoying the thickness of his beard. His eyes concealed behind dark glasses. He looked a moment back towards the interior of the plane holding his hand. His other hand holds onto the sports bag sling over his shoulder. Raven step outside taking his hand. She briefly looked into his concealed his. She smiled faintly. “You look like someone on a mission,” “I am babe.” His fingers entwined with hers. “You never said what the intended plan is?” Denver walked past the car the company has arranged. He was heading towards the exit. He liked the fact that Raven stayed closed to his side. He hailed a taxi before helping her inside. “You again,” The driver scowled but also looked curious. “Yes, it’s me.” Denver smiled getting in the front. “Get into the back, fool.” “I don’t think so. Besides I need to help you navigate where I want to go.” Denver looked ahead his eyes

Denver stood frozen for a moment. He saw the blood spreading across the shirt in the form a flower. Almost like in slow motion he watched Lisa dropped onto the floor screaming. He lift his head seeing Jason Clarke running for the door. He briefly heard a commotion outside but his eyes reverted back to the girl on the floor. “Lisa…” he finally found his voice. “It hurts,” she said fear in her eyes. “Bella, look for the taxi outside. Tell the driver to help me.” He kneel beside Lisa reaching for her hand. “I am not sure what to do?” he said honestly. “I feel cold.” Her fingers grab hold of his wrist. Her eyes slowly closed. Denver moved to pick her up into his arms. He only now noticed that Bella never moved. He was moving fast towards the door. As he was rushing down the drive way he looked relieved when he saw Greg ready and waiting for him. Both men now in the taxi driving fast in the direction of the nearest Clinic. Both men knew they won’t make it to a hospital. Jason was run