Even at that time of night, the nearer they got, the thicker the traffic, their pace made all the slower because of the trailer.<br/>Fortunately, Raven, as all good bikers seem to, knew the streets well and had memorised all the back ways and short cuts.<br/>Taking him through back alley ways and through the more 'interesting' parts of town, she soon had him in the right area. Not the best part of town, slightly run down, but better than slum, the area had a feel of comfortable tattiness about it.<br/>Directing him, they pulled up outside a large old rambling house, long drive running up the side, with huge gates cutting it off from the road.<br/>Raven sighed.<br/>"We're here...."<br/>