Ray listened as Sinner spoke. They wouldnâ€™t take him back? All the bruises on his body would make the court not let them? That didnâ€™t make sense. Theyâ€™d always told him the courts wouldnâ€™t believe it was them. That they would believe he was just that accident prone. He pulled the borrowed clothes from Saint tighter around him. Not sure how to react to the man knowing about all those bruises. He bit his lower lip lightly. Could it be true? He listened as heard that Sinner had a friend that could help them out. Really? He really didnâ€™t want to go back there. He nervously took the sandwich as he heard Luke out there. If Luke caught him eating this heâ€™d get beaten for sure. He wasnâ€™t allowed to eat anything they hadnâ€™t said he could eat. He still took it out and began nomming on it slowly. Taking tiny bites of the sandwich.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Luke found out where Ray was and was heading in that direction. He was pissed. For one heâ€™d technically gotten his ass kicked by a teenage punk. For another Ray had defied him and clung to that teenage punk. He was royally pissed that Ray had dared to defy him and go with that Saint guy in the first place. As he neared the room he saw Sinner standing in his way. He cracked his knuckles as he was in the mood to punch something. This asshole standing in his way would make a perfect target. â€œOut of my way punk. Iâ€™m retrieving whats ours even if I have to pummel my way through you.â€ He said in a dark growl. His eyes filled with a violent rage. He looked ready to tear into Sinner just because he stood between him and Ray.</span>