Behind Closed Doors

Drake's POV:

So, the damn bastard Raphael is finally dead. One more enemy crossed off my list. But of course, the scheming, twisted bastard couldn't just go quietly. No, he had to leave me with a cryptic message, some impending doom he hinted at right before his death. "I've set plans in motion," he said. What the hell did that mean? Even in death, the son of a bitch managed to taunt us, leaving me to unravel whatever twisted game he'd been playing.

I couldn't help the rage bubbling inside me. I slammed my fist on the desk, but the frustration didn't fade. Raphael might be rotting in hell now, but the fact that he still had the power to get into my head irritated me beyond reason. I hope he suffers down there.