The door to Valentine's room could be heard closing, and locking itself tight. A curtain was pulled over the window, and several items, most likely metal chairs, could be heard being pulled about for a moment. Inside, the Zambian, the same crime boss that had kidnapped Valentine in the first place, sat with his paws crossed in front of his mask, about where his lips were. He moved his paws against his mask, tapping it briefly before speaking. "So...Vali-Val...it seems young Rayleonarde got himself caught...that's a shame, a real shame. I was hoping to get more from him." He sighed audibly. "I just wanted you to know, nothing personal. There's more players in this game, you and your brother know this. Anyway, I wish you a speedy recovery. Seeing you like this...it hurts."