Lindsey wasn't suprised to have spotted Raiden leaning on a wall outside another seedy joint. If she really was being the self destructive poster girl this was a place to start. And he didn't feel guilty about it. He'd left, he had, but not telling her had kept her safe. Safe in the middle of the Lions Den, but safe. They'd never have killed her, they needed her and what she could do. She was the best at what she did.
He stepped out of the shadows once her eyes had closed and raised an eyebrow at the sight of her.
"Happy?"
If she was messing herself up again someone in that club was getting punched.