The Raven

Chapter Two

"If I ever die, don't you dare mourn me Raven, because I sure wouldn't fucking mourn you."
That's the first thing I hear when  I open my eyes. Robins's voice plays on loop into my thoughts every morning I wake up  and every night before I sleep. They say time heals all wounds but it really fucking doesn't, Years can pass and the pain still never leaves. Just sits there like a ticking time bomb until the next time you smell something familiar or a song plays and the grief hits all over again. It's a never-ending cycle that no one can seem to break if they say they have there lying. Checking my watch I see it's 5 am and I let out a yawn. The house we are staying in is a safe house that our father owned in this town. The terry-green creek is a small town located outside of Colorado, the population of 230000 people. It's small, cold, and most of the people here make me itch with annoyance. Why Robin wanted to move here is beyond me but for a while, I would say this place made him happy. I've tried to wrap my head around how someone got the jump and managed to kill Robin the way that he did. We know Wolfe set up the hit to have him killed but why the hit was put on Him is a mystery. Everyone in the world has heard about us so why would they set themself up for a suicidal mission by killing him. They would have had to know we would have come for them but at the same time wolf said Robin didn't reveal who he was. My brain is going over everything single bit of information I know when I hear the phone ring. Not bothering to look at who it is I answer.
"Yeah?"
"Coffees ready."
The phone goes dead and l roll my eyes at how dramatic Phoenix is, don't think he's held a phone conversation for more than ten seconds in his life.
Flipping the quilt back I get out of the bed, grabbing my black silk robe I head towards the bathroom. Quickly using the toilet I wash my face and brush my teeth. Putting on my black slippers I leave my room and make my way downstairs To the kitchen.
The smell of eggs and coffee hits my nose and l rub it. Peeking around the corner, I see Phoenix. In a black vest and joggers  He's standing at the island with two cups of coffee ready in front of him, his back is to me as he lifts two plates before turning and placing them next to the coffees.
He looks up at me as I finally step in and sit on the stool at the island. I lift my cup I know is mine and inhale the smell first, One thing I'm thankful for in this life is coffee.
It's my only extravagance.
Lifting it to my lips, I take a drink and raise my eyes to meet my brothers.
He watches me close searching my face for something and after a minute he must find it because he nods his head and slides the plate forward.
"Eat. Me and you are heading down to the docks today."
I lift the fork and cut into the egg. "Why the docks?" I begin to eat and wait for Phoenix to answer.
"There something I want to see and We are meeting Jim Barents down there."
I stop eating and look up at Phoenix raising an eyebrow.
"Care to enlighten me why we are meeting the head of Barents assassin's ?"
He sips his coffee and leans against the kitchen. "Jim called me last night said he had important information. I don't trust him but something about the way he said makes me inclined to believe he has got something. As much as Wolfe told us it's like picking through a needle in a haystack."
I frown and but then a thought occurs to me.
"You don't think he would have been mixing with the Barents do you?"
He shrugs his shoulders. "At this point raven, I'm not so sure."
Placing down his coffee he walks past me and heads out the door.
"Eat then be ready in twenty."
He disappears through the door and I sit back no longer hungry. If Robin was working with the Barents then we have a problem. A very fucking big one.

We have been sitting at the docs for the best of four hours. We were all suppose to meet an hour ago but the fucker still isn't here, I look around with still no sign of him.
"Where is he?" I ask Phoenix again.
"He will be here raven."
Just when I was starting to get impatient a run-down black car comes Pulling up beside me and Phoenix. The windows are blackout not letting us see who's inside, but we don't have to wonder to long when the door opens and the man him self steps out.
Jim Barents.
One of the toughest sons of bitches that ever was. He's known around all the family's for his violence and kill count, hell, the man was almost as good as our dad. Almost.
He steps around the car until he's  infront of me and Phoenix. His over weight belly hangs over his joggers, dirt cover his cheap clothes and i litterly hold my breath with the smell of sex and booze off of him.
"Jim." Says Phoenix.
"Phoenix," he turns to me, "Raven, been a long time since I seen you both. I wish it was under better circumstances."
"I appreciate it Jim," Phoenix nods his head and gets straight to the point.
"What you got for me?"
He shakes his head and hands over a file he's got that I didn't notice he had. "Everything you will need is on that," I take it from him and open it straight away. "Robin was into some dangerous stuff, he come to me a year or so ago back. Asking question about the girls and drugs, I'll be honest and say Black that he was really looking into how to do it. Asked to join but I refused and never seen him since. My underman said that he was working with people down at the kingstone wearhouse."
My eyes scan over page. When my eyes land on one  in particular I left my eyes and glare at jim.
"Robin wasn't a drug addict."
He smiles sadly at me. "Except He was raven, the boy was always high and I heard that he was doing meth not long before he died."
I glare harder at him and when I open my mouth to argue Phoenix stops me.
"Raven go to the car."
I snap my head around shocked.
"What-"
"Get in the car, now."
His voice leaves no room for me to argue so with a huff I turn and walk around to the door.
I still have the file but can't really bring myself to read more at the moment. I take angry steps until I rip open the drivers door throwing my self inside and slamming it hard.
I breath heavily through my nose trying to  calm down the anger pulsing through me. I don't care what it says Robin wasn't into drugs. He hated them. Or so I think he did.
Who am I kidding I didn't know Robin. I don't think I really knew him at all and so far in the past two days what we have discovered isn't looking good in robins favour. I still keep my eyes on Phoenix and what ever is being said between him and Jim seem to be getting more heated.
A part of me is wishing he will signal something so I can take my anger out on him and shoot the fucker. Never been his biggest fan anyway. The guy sells girls for a living for Christ sake. So why the fuck would Robin want to be part of his clan?
It's because I don't know fucking know. I don't fucking know anything. Nothing makes Sense.
I let out a breath and lean my head back and close my eyes. I try not too but my mind keeps drifting And I fight not to think about it. Not wanting to loose myself in another horrible memory that's better left dead and buried. Since I've come here they haven't left me. They play over and over to the point I loose myself it is if As if I'm watching it the memory plays in slow motion.