Raven Blackwood’s POV:

At night. I got a call from Jeremy. Valerie again visited the bar.

Rage filled my body. I stood up, took my car keys, and drove towards the location Jeremy had sent me a minute ago.

A short while later, I arrived at the bar. The place looked rather lousy, and the air smelled of cheap quality and mold. Several drunk men were acting like clowns here and there.

I directly walked inside where Valerie was sitting. Then I paused.

She was sitting in the corner booth, ...