Sorry for the delay. I had a few things to deal with over the last several weeks when I wasn't busy working. Now I can get back to writing this story and hopefully finish it soon.

Its been a long time since he has had occasion to be Red X. It feels good, like coming home in some respects. He perches in a vacant upstairs room in the building across the street from the upscale restaurant that he trailed the boss man to. "Important dinner meeting...with a guy young enough to be his grandson? Looks to me like Raven was right. Maybe I shouldn't have let them put her under after all. Nightingale and I could have made quite the criminal duo." He packs up his camera then heads off to a printing place. He should have just enough time to get some prints to surprise the boss man once he takes his boy toy back to his hotel.

"Your contact works fast Mr. Grayson." Srgt Maddox looks over the information. "Rachel has blocked all of these companies at one point. Our theory is that she was working with the thief Nightingale, who ceased her activities only weeks before Rachel disappeared. I must admit that criminal or not we believe she may have been captured to. All of these companies would certainly like to see them both disappear. This last one was the only one to file a complaint against Nightingale's activities not long before she disappeared. My personal hunch is that they aren't as clean as they appear to be on the surface. The rest of the companies soon followed in their footsteps."

Richard looks down at the name. All the files on the desk were from this company. "My contact only provided me with the information I have given you. It disturbs me that Wayne Tech has worked with several of them. I feel I speak for Mr. Wayne himself in saying that he would not want his company involved in any way with others that would take part in what Rachel has been rebelling against. I wish we had known about this sooner. Perhaps we could have stepped in before anything happened."

"I understand the two of you are old friends but you can't blame her disappearance on yourself."

Deathstroke lingers in the small apartment. Police detectives might be good in their search for evidence but in covering his tracks to keep from getting caught he is better. There is a clue that will tell him exactly who took Raven. All he has to do is find it. It had to be someone stealthy that she wouldn't expect, a professional most likely and he can think of only one still in the city after all this time that fits the bill. He looks down at the cat. "Did you see anything?"

Nitro certainly saw it. The initial attack came from someone who just appeared in the apartment out of thin air, much like what the mistress can do, yet somehow different. He let the thugs who came in later to make it look like a robbery and locked him in the closet. If only he could talk...he goes over to where the man appeared next to the bookcase surprising the mistress as she was about to enter her secret room. They fought but she hadn't used her powers. She could have saved herself if she hadn't been so intent on hiding her past as former Teen Titan Raven." He had tried to help but he is only one small cat. He brightens up as he remembers clawing a piece from the man's cape. He looks around frantically finally disappearing under the sofa.

Deathstroke kneels down as the cat comes back out with a scrap of cloth. He might be better than the police but even he has his limits when it comes to a cat. He looks at the scrap of cloth that Nitro hands him. "Red X." He looks up as a breeze seems to brush by him. On it he smells a certain rare fragrance that could only have come from Azarath. "Raven?"

"Help me please...I don't know how much longer I can hold on."

"Raven where are you?"

The only response he receives is Nitro's sad mewing as the mistress' presence fades from the room.