Thirty-nine:
Ransom Tanager
Liddell Asylum was in upstate New York. I took my Porsche there, driving as fast as I could. Part of me considered going in my Bombtastic uniform. But I highly suspected that somehow I would wind up there. I figured money would talk more in this case anyway. The asylum was in the countryside, surrounded by large trees. Here, it was as if time had stopped. Like I was in another world altogether.
I parked my car in the parking lot. It was near empty, except for the employees in the parking lot. I went up to the door of the large, castle like, brick building. I hesitated before I knocked the door. As I did, I could feel eyes upon me. I glanced around and saw a girl staring down at me. She had blue hair, and she was peering down at me with a dead expres
