All Chapters of Rain: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

When she opened her eyes, something was different. Jumping up to look outside, Raven groaned. It wasn't raining yet, though the clouds were dense and opaque.Veronica was in custody once again, locked up in prison. Jace has told her the case was going to be difficult, the judge she had paid off to set a bail was suddenly dismissed. Something wasn’t right somewhere, even after confessing to the crime, Veronica still had the right to a fair trial. It was going to happen really soon, and Raven needed to act fast—before the trial proceeds.

The sky above was full of tumultuous, dark and ragged clouds. Ominous black clouds covered the sky, and released a sudden shower. Thunder rolling in from the west. The morning was cold and wet, with a brisk wind sweeping the rain across the land. On a normal day, the howling wind frightened Raven, but she was too focused, trying to hold back the avalanche of tears that had been building up since the moment she had been angered, her heart was heavy. The weather explained her mood—anger, disappointment and despair. Angry because she was so close to finding out the truth from the old man, disappointed that she didn’t know what to do next, and lastly, all hope was lost. It’s been two days since the incident happened, and Raven barely left her room after finding out what exactly happened to the old man.“YOU STILL HAVE TIME RAVEN.” The soothing voice lingered in her head. It had been a while since she heard from the voice, but she was glad she could talk to someone.“Last time we spoke, yo

Day 27  Thirty three days to go. Time was ticking faster than usual, rubbing the number inscribed on her palm, her ringing phone snapped her out of her thoughts. She didn’t want to pick the call—there was no point, she already knew who it was. Ever since she left her house that day, Eleanor hadn’t stopped calling her. She knew she had to speak to her at some point, but she still needed

Home  Home was suppose to be a place of escape, comfort, protection, love, stability, and permanence—even solitude. Home was peaceful when she was a child, at least from what she could remember. It was the day. The day of moving. Back to the mansion. The mansion was a big part of her life, and moving in agai

PRESENT “I saw her.” The woman in black muttered, and the detective changed his position.“How can I be certain you are telling the truth?” The detective raised his eyebrows, waiting for her reply.“Because you have no other choice than to believe me,” the woman stated, making the detective wrinkle his forehead. He didn’t trust the woman,”besides, I have no reason to lie. There isn’t a reward money.” The detective stood up from the chair, pacing round the room, with his hands behind.“Where did you see the model?” His voice, hoarse and firm.The lady paused for a moment, staring at nothing in particular. “Riverside California.”The detective took his seat after the lady spoke, he knew that was the place Raven grew up, before moving to LA.What was she doing over there? It was all a mystery.“I went there to visit a childhood friend.” The woman started,”It was in the evening. I was taking a stroll, then a lady bumped into me. I couldn’t really see her face, but I’m certain it was the