Juniper Wren. A very famous author and Raiden’s favorite writer. His life is full of darkness, blood, turf wars, and much more. The only peace he had was reading Wren’s books. He often wondered who was behind the pen name. Who the person really was. But it was a mystery. No one knew who the author was or what they even looked like

Of course it was understandable in why the author wanted to stay out of the spotlight light. Despite that fact Raiden couldn’t help but wonder…

It was around sunset… he sat in a small cafe sipping some coffee while reading the newest book in Wren’s series. He was nearing the end and that was upsetting. It was unknown when the next book would come out. It seemed like Wren was in the wind.

He soon reached the last page and softly shut the book with a sigh. He leans back in his seat his hand tracing the spine of the book.

“You son of a-“ Raiden picked up his book trying to dry the coffee off it but it was too late the book was ruined. He looked over at the man who had spilled the coffee with a murderous glare. He looked like he was two seconds away from snapping the guys neck

However, a voice snaps him out of it