“Of course,” Raptor said with a dark chuckle. “I’ll leave something behind for you to finish off.” With that he disappeared onto the night.<br/><br/>Cam lay on his side on the floor of a pitch-black, windowless basement adjacent to the Rogue’s garage. He drifted in and out of consciousness from the senseless beating that he had been given erlier. The Rogues were leaving him alone to wait and worry about how they were going to do him in. Cam sighed and blinked his good eye in the darkness and tried to roll over, but that only made things worse. The only other items in the room were a few pieces of paper and the pens he had brought with him. Raptor returned them to Cam so the young man could write his last will and testament. Of course that was a joke since he immediately tuned the lights off.<br/><br/>“Bastard,” Cam said to no one in particular.<br/><br/>Two floors above Cam was the current Rogue Boss’s office. “It's late, whaddayawant?” Gabriel shouted through the open door as Mare approached.