"We finally meet... again."

Abe Jenkins sat in his office, shit scared.

He was literally trembling and he couldn't bring himself to handle the paperwork on his desk.

He had watched the news that morning and when he had seen Raven's picture shown on the screen, he instantly recognized her, even though the picture was taken ten years ago.

A woman like Raven was hard to forget.

It was his fault that Raven had made his way into the Brant households, but there was nothing he could have done to prevent it!

Raven held all the aces, she had manipulated and blackmailed him with the evidence of him with girls in their early stage of growth.

How had he gotten himself into this mess? He asked himself. How had he gotten on the bad side of Lara Brant?

His phone rang, startling him. He cleaned the bead of perspirations on his forehead and stared down at the screen, and not recognizing the number, he disconnected the call.

It rang again.

And he disconnected it again.