The Raven's Nightingale

#4 Part 3: Club Casanova

"Hello?" I called into the phone as I walked across the lobby of the apartment building. It was a lot easier since there were fewer people in the lobby now.

"Hey, I've sent a car to pick you up," Mac's voice echoed on the other end of the line. He was outside somewhere.

"You don't need to do that, I can drive my own car back over to your apartment if you're going to be back soon," I told him sighing. He was starting to baby me, like he used to do. I didn't like it when he acted like this, it always made me worry more. Since the last time he babied me something bad happened.

"I know that you can, its just that something came up and I really need to see you," Mac replied sounding more stressed than usual. "Just humour me for my own sanity just this once okay?"

"Fine," I sighed in frustration as I walked out the front doors of my apartment, only to be greeted by Mac's regular chauffeur opening up the back door of a black sedan. I admitted defeat and got into the back of the car. I was silent the entire drive. Even the driver didn't bother to try to make any kind of conversation. He pulled up to apartment and opened the door for me to get out. Mac was waiting for me at the front door to the apartment with a large black briefcase in hand and a dark grey suit on. He nodded to his driver before ushering me into the apartment.

"Mac, what's with all of this?" I managed to get out as he kept ushering me into the elevator.

"There is something that was sent to me that you need to see, in private," Mac replied once the elevator doors closed. "We had thought that it was just a small cyber strike aimed at our security system at a couple of our hotels, but nothing had seemed to have been tampered with. So, we just patched up the hole and are currently having a cyber security team sweep through the rest of the system. I had thought that everything was fine until I received a text message on my way back from the office."

We stepped out of the elevator and walked down the hallway to Mac's apartment. Mac unlocked the door and let me through first before following in behind and locking the door behind him. He gestured for me to go over to the couch as he followed close behind me. I put my gym bag on the floor in front of me before sitting down on the couch.

"I'm used to having creepy messages, stalkers, etc. But this person wasn't messaging me about me," Mac continued as he sat down on the couch opposite of me. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out his cell phone. He turned it on and slid it across the coffee table to me. There were text messages and photos sent to Mac from what appeared to be an unknown phone number. "We already checked out the phone number and its from a burner phone that was paid for with cash."

I barely heard Mac as I read through the text messages and looked through each of the photos. The photos were of me. The text messages were saying something about breaking up Mac's new relationship just like all of the others. But the threats sounded more threatening the further that I read. This person wanted to do more than just get me out of Mac's life, they wanted to get out of his life permanently.

"This person thinks that we are in a relationship? And wants me dead because of it?" I asked in an eerily calm voice that even scared me a bit as I handed the phone back to Mac. Mac slowly nodded as he took the phone and put it back in his suit jacket pocket. "What kind of crazy people have you been sleeping with?! There is no way that this isn't personal. You don't think it could be that ex-lover that called you yesterday, do you?"

"No, like I said he's pretty harmless, just very insistent..."

"And possessive. What does this guy even look like?"

"I honestly don't really remember, I mean, I would remember if I saw him but I don't really remember off the top of my head."

"So, what exactly do you want me to do? I have work tomorrow evening so I'm going to have to go back home tomorrow morning to grab my stuff for work."