Chapter 7 The Woman in the Drawing
Damian's POV

It was Monday, and another lunch break had arrived.

I opened the library door, and found a familiar face sitting in her usual seat.

"Hey there, Damian", she greeted.

"Hey there", I greeted, before sitting down at the same table as her. "Rachel, would you give me your opinion on something I drew last night?"

"Sure", Rachel replied.

Then, I took out my sketchbook from my bag, and turned it to the page that had the drawing on it. A drawing…of a woman in a dark cloak using some type of black magic.

I handed it over to Rachel, and when she saw what I had drawn…a look of shock immediately appeared on her face.

However, she quickly cleared her throat and recomposed her self.

"It's a very interesting drawing", she said; obviously trying to hide how nervous she suddenly was. "Where did you get the inspiration for it?"

"During the incident at the bookstore on Friday, this woman was the one who stopped the robber", I revealed.

"Mrs Brown told me about her", Rachel revealed. "We're lucky that she arrived at the bookstore just in time."

"If you ask me, it seems almost too convenient that she happened to show up at that moment", I stated. "It's almost as if she knew there was trouble. I wonder how she did?"

Rachel was extremely nervous at this point, but it didn't seem like she was going to give anything away.

"I think we should just be thankful that she showed up when she did", she said. "Who knows what would've happened if she hadn't?"

"I guess you're right", I said.

I then left it at that and began eating my lunch.

Rachel also began eating her lunch; all while trying to hide how nervous she was.

…

The school day had come to an end, and I was making my way outside when I got a call. I took out my cellphone and looked at the caller ID before answering it.

"Alfred", I greeted. "The fact that you're calling me makes me assume that you're not here yet?"

"Your assumption is correct, Master Damian", Alfred replied. "I have some errands I need to run, and I am unable to pick you up from school. Would you be okay to walk home by yourself?"

"I can do that", I replied.

"Just be careful", Alfred warned. "I've heard that students from your school are being targeted by kidnappers in order to hold them for ransom."

"If any kidnappers come after me, I can handle them", I stated.

"I'm sure you can", Alfred said. "But please be careful anyway."

"I will, Alfred", I reassured. "See you later at home."

With this, I ended the call.

"Where's your butler", I heard a familiar voice ask. "Isn't he usually here to pick you up by now?"

"Alfred has errands to run and won't be able to pick me up from school", I revealed. "So I'll be walking home today."

"How far is your house from here", Rachel asked.

"Not far", I replied. "What about you?"

"My place is a bit far from here", Rachel revealed. "Which is why I should get going. See you tomorrow, Damian."

With that, Rachel began walking off.

As she did, I remembered what Alfred had said on the phone.

"I've heard that students from your school are being targeted by kidnappers in order to hold them for ransom."

For some reason, this made me uneasy.

"Rachel", I suddenly called out before rushing up to her. "Let's walk home together. At least until we have to split off."

"Really", Rachel asked. "Are you sure?"

"May as well since were both walking home today", I stated.

"Well…if you say so", Rachel said, before turning around. "Come on. Let's go."