Frustrated with Raven... no that is not right.
It was not him who I was frustrated with, no, it was me. I was frustrated with myself, more precisely with my thoughts and how they kept turning to him, even when there were so many more important things to concentrate on, like the pile of documents in front of me... like the fact that someone tried to kill me yesterday...
I released a frustrated sight and turned to the papers in front of me. Thinking about the attempted assassination was not the way to go, because there was nothing I could do right now. There are no leads, no threats or any solid past events that could lead to this. It... it felt random even if it was too well planed to be so.
But there was nothing else for us to do other than wait until they tried again.
I reached for th
