Throw Mikka under the bus (he deserves it!)

“How much do you care about the dancers?” You ask, breaking the ice.

“I’d kill anyone who’d lay a finger on them. I wouldn’t just kill them either. I’d strap them to a chair and pull their teeth and eyes out.” His hands started to ball into a fist. “What do you know, Warren. I don’t want to ask again.”

There’s a personal connection with him and the girls. It goes deeper than his relationship with Sachio. He’s defending honor in this too. His duty protecting them isn’t just for them, but himself— that much was abundantly clear. The way his brown eyes glow with hate and confusion is similar to that of a cornered animal. He’d hate you now if you continued to be silent.

“Warren!” His hand shot out and grabbed your collar. You grab his wrist and ask him to calm down. He blinks and looks down, swallowing down his pride.

“Mikka…” you managed. “Offered me an opportunity to **** Sachio so he could be with her.”

He stared blankly at you, releasing his grip. As he looked at you, you continued after letting out a heavy. “Initially I accepted, but...money can’t be just put on someone’s life — not like that at least...someone unsuspecting and innocent like that. I couldn’t imagine doing it...I’m sorry.”

“How much was Ruprik a part of this?” He asks.

You explain that he wasn’t the one who came to you with an offer, but you mention that Mikka had said they both were waiting for an opportunity of having “2 contractors” to take advantage of. The ice cold demeanor of his eyes started to steam with the heat of hate.

Kenji asked a few more questions before he thanked you and left without saying a single other word, leaving you alone in the lobby with your thoughts. You haven’t anyone look like that before, the anger looked to be nearly bursting out of his body. However, you’re glad you redirected that anger away from you, there’s no telling what Kenji will scheme over the night.

When you return to your room, you immediately rinse off the sweat from your body and the drinks from your party from your mouth before falling in the sheets, for a somewhat restless night…