Hold him!

Hold him!" Fukada barked orders at

Hold him!" Fukada barked orders at Kawamura. The man stepped forward to grab a fist of Akihito's hair and yanked it back.

Akihito yelped from the pain; he raised his hands, trying to push the hand away but Kawamura's firm grip pushed him to the front before slamming his head on the mirror.

Akihito heard the mirror broke and tasted his own blood as he fell, hitting the marble sink before collapsing on the floor. The last thing he heard before he succumbed to darkness was his own phone ringing incessantly.

Kawamura stared at the unconscious body on the floor before turning to look at Fukada.

"Check the phone," Fukada ordered.

Kawamura crouched to retrieve Akihito's phone. "The Controlling Freak called two times." He looked at Fukada, "Girlfriend?"

Fukada laughed. "She won't be seeing him again."

"He's not dead yet. What do we do with him?"

Fukada thought long and hard. "We'll hide him somewhere. When office hours are over, we come back, finish the job and dump him somewhere."

Kawamura didn't look like he liked the idea but for the lack of a better option, he agreed. "Where should we bring him? We cannot carry him out like this! There are security cameras everywhere."

Fukada grinned sadistically. "Not everywhere. Remember what Satoshi said? The cameras were supposed to be installed in every corner but he tweaked the working papers so that we can have our private meet ups at the emergency staircase. The nearest camera is located about five feet from here and this restroom is out of its coverage."

It was Kawamura's turn to smile. "And Satoshi said that it applies to the entire building of Sion."

Fukada patted Kawamura's back. "Let's get moving."

Asami stared at his phone as he attempted to call Akihito for the fourth time. The same cheeky message from Akihito greeted him, informing the caller to leave a message after the beep.

The phone had been switched off. Akihito would never switch off his phone; even on a stake out he would politely leave him a 'Bastard, I'm busy' message.

Asami turned to his assistant standing next to him. "Kirishima, find Akihito."

Kirishima looked up from the documents, surprised. "Asami sama?"

"Call the security. Check Akihito's whereabouts."

"Understood." Kirishima immediately retrieved his phone.

While waiting for Kirishima, Asami called Toru.

"Asami sama," Toru answered.

"Progress?"

"Oda and his bodyguards left half an hour earlier than the intended time but we managed to track them down. We have completed the duties as ordered."

"Good. Report to Sion immediately."

"Understood, Asami sama."

Asami ended the call and turned to look at Kirishima. His usually calm secretary had a worried look. "Asami sama," he began.

Asami's eyes turned cold. "Where is he?"

"I told the team to track him but we lost his whereabouts at the cafeteria."

"Security cameras?"

Kirishima cleared his throat, not liking his boss's reaction next. "Asami sama, it seems the cameras were only installed in main areas. Emergency staircases are not covered."

Asami shot Kirishima a deadly glare. "I remembered saying that I want the entire building covered."

Kirishima took a step back and bowed. "I apologized, Asami sama." He looked up at his boss. "But I recalled reading the working papers; it clearly stated everywhere, except the restrooms."

Asami stood up, buttoning his coat in progress. "Bring the documents and blueprints of the building. We're going to the control room."

Kirishima opened the door for the yakuza. "Right away, boss."

Asami's unannounced arrival in the control room had all five employees scrambled up from their seats to greet their boss.

"Show me the last footage where Akihito was seen," Asami ordered without preamble.

"Y—yes sir," the young man stammered and quickly pressed a few buttons on the keyboard for the screen to be enlarged.

Akihito – his Akihito gave his employees a very mortified look before walking out of the cafeteria hastily. He turned left into a hallway and disappeared from the sight; he didn't appear in any of the cameras after that.

"How long ago was he missing from the coverage?" Asami asked and leaned against the table as he watched the footage again.

"A - a - about 45 minutes now, sir." The employee spoke in a trembling voice.

Asami cursed silently. He had no doubts that something had happened to Akihito and if he didn't deduce incorrectly, someone was behind his disappearance. Akihito's phone was switched off after the second call, which meant that whoever who was involved turned it off, in attempts to stop him from tracking Akihito's location via GPS. The yakuza felt his blood boiled at the thought that something might have happened to the younger man. The culprit will be found and executed; slowly and painfully, Asami thought and was surprised that he was already looking forward to the punishment session.

Asami retrieved his phone, intending to call Kirishima when the secretary walked in with Toru and Suoh behind him. He spread the documents and blueprints on the huge table located at the center of the room.

"Asami sama, the blue prints and documents, as ordered."

Asami turned to Suoh. "Suoh, lock down Sion. No one leaves until Akihito is found. Increase security on the front and back entrances." His voice was flat and cold.

Suoh nodded and quickly retrieved his phone as he turned to leave the room.

"Toru, check the fifth floor. Bring some men with you."

"Yes, Asami sama," he bowed and left hurriedly.

"Kirishima, check the blueprints. I want to know what rooms are located at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor," Asami ordered and sat on a small chair Kirishima offered. As Kirishima scrutinized the map, Asami lit a cigarette in efforts to calm his raging temper. He took no more than a few puffs when his thoughts were disturbed by the phone ringing.

"Asami sama, you might want to see this," Toru's voice sounded slightly shaken. "Restroom at Level Seven."

The yakuza stood up. "Kirishima," he called and the bespectacled secretary immediately stopped his given duties to follow his boss out of the room.

The elevator to the seventh floor was the longest Asami had ever ridden despite it took no more than ten seconds for them to reach. By the time he reached the restroom, Toru was already standing at the door to greet them. The guard bowed and stepped aside to allow Asami to walk in the restroom.
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Giữ anh ta!" Fukada barked đơn đặt hàng tại Kawamura. Người đàn ông bước về phía trước để lấy một nắm tay của Akihito của tóc và yanked nó trở lại.Akihito yelped từ đau; ông lớn lên tay của mình, cố gắng để đẩy mặt đi nhưng của Kawamura vững chắc grip đã đẩy anh ta lại mặt trước khi dập đầu vào gương.Akihito nghe gương đã phá vỡ và nếm thử máu của mình như ông đã giảm, đánh chìm bằng đá cẩm thạch trước khi sự sụp đổ trên sàn nhà. Điều cuối cùng ông nghe nói trước khi ông qua đời vì bóng tối là của riêng của mình điện thoại đổ chuông không ngừng.Kawamura stared lúc cơ thể bất tỉnh trên sàn trước khi chuyển sang nhìn Fukada."Kiểm tra điện thoại," Fukada đã ra lệnh.Kawamura cúi để lấy Akihito của điện thoại. "Freak kiểm soát gọi là hai lần." Ông nhìn Fukada, "Bạn gái?"Fukada cười. "Nó sẽ không nhìn thấy anh ta một lần nữa.""Anh ta không chết chưa. Chúng tôi làm gì với anh ta?"Fukada nghĩ dài và khó khăn. "Chúng tôi sẽ ẩn anh ta một nơi nào đó. Khi văn phòng giờ hơn, chúng tôi trở lại, kết thúc công việc và đổ anh ta một nơi nào đó."Kawamura không giống như ông thích ý tưởng, nhưng cho thiếu một lựa chọn tốt hơn, ông đã đồng ý. "Nơi nên chúng tôi mang lại cho anh ta? Chúng tôi không thể thực hiện anh ta như thế này! Không có camera an ninh ở khắp mọi nơi."Fukada grinned sadistically. "Không phải ở khắp mọi nơi. Hãy nhớ những gì Satoshi nói? Các máy ảnh đã được nghĩa vụ phải được cài đặt trong mỗi góc nhưng ông tinh chỉnh các giấy tờ làm việc như vậy mà chúng tôi có thể có riêng của chúng tôi đáp ứng up lúc các cầu thang khẩn cấp. Máy ảnh gần nhất có vị trí khoảng năm feet từ đây và nhà vệ sinh này là ra khỏi phạm vi bảo hiểm của nó."It was Kawamura's turn to smile. "And Satoshi said that it applies to the entire building of Sion."Fukada patted Kawamura's back. "Let's get moving."Asami stared at his phone as he attempted to call Akihito for the fourth time. The same cheeky message from Akihito greeted him, informing the caller to leave a message after the beep.The phone had been switched off. Akihito would never switch off his phone; even on a stake out he would politely leave him a 'Bastard, I'm busy' message.Asami turned to his assistant standing next to him. "Kirishima, find Akihito."Kirishima looked up from the documents, surprised. "Asami sama?""Call the security. Check Akihito's whereabouts.""Understood." Kirishima immediately retrieved his phone.While waiting for Kirishima, Asami called Toru."Asami sama," Toru answered."Progress?""Oda and his bodyguards left half an hour earlier than the intended time but we managed to track them down. We have completed the duties as ordered.""Good. Report to Sion immediately.""Understood, Asami sama."Asami ended the call and turned to look at Kirishima. His usually calm secretary had a worried look. "Asami sama," he began.Asami's eyes turned cold. "Where is he?""I told the team to track him but we lost his whereabouts at the cafeteria.""Security cameras?"Kirishima cleared his throat, not liking his boss's reaction next. "Asami sama, it seems the cameras were only installed in main areas. Emergency staircases are not covered."Asami shot Kirishima a deadly glare. "I remembered saying that I want the entire building covered."Kirishima took a step back and bowed. "I apologized, Asami sama." He looked up at his boss. "But I recalled reading the working papers; it clearly stated everywhere, except the restrooms."Asami stood up, buttoning his coat in progress. "Bring the documents and blueprints of the building. We're going to the control room."Kirishima opened the door for the yakuza. "Right away, boss."Asami's unannounced arrival in the control room had all five employees scrambled up from their seats to greet their boss."Show me the last footage where Akihito was seen," Asami ordered without preamble."Y—yes sir," the young man stammered and quickly pressed a few buttons on the keyboard for the screen to be enlarged.Akihito – his Akihito gave his employees a very mortified look before walking out of the cafeteria hastily. He turned left into a hallway and disappeared from the sight; he didn't appear in any of the cameras after that."How long ago was he missing from the coverage?" Asami asked and leaned against the table as he watched the footage again."A - a - about 45 minutes now, sir." The employee spoke in a trembling voice.Asami cursed silently. He had no doubts that something had happened to Akihito and if he didn't deduce incorrectly, someone was behind his disappearance. Akihito's phone was switched off after the second call, which meant that whoever who was involved turned it off, in attempts to stop him from tracking Akihito's location via GPS. The yakuza felt his blood boiled at the thought that something might have happened to the younger man. The culprit will be found and executed; slowly and painfully, Asami thought and was surprised that he was already looking forward to the punishment session.Asami retrieved his phone, intending to call Kirishima when the secretary walked in with Toru and Suoh behind him. He spread the documents and blueprints on the huge table located at the center of the room."Asami sama, the blue prints and documents, as ordered."Asami turned to Suoh. "Suoh, lock down Sion. No one leaves until Akihito is found. Increase security on the front and back entrances." His voice was flat and cold.Suoh nodded and quickly retrieved his phone as he turned to leave the room."Toru, check the fifth floor. Bring some men with you.""Yes, Asami sama," he bowed and left hurriedly."Kirishima, check the blueprints. I want to know what rooms are located at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor," Asami ordered and sat on a small chair Kirishima offered. As Kirishima scrutinized the map, Asami lit a cigarette in efforts to calm his raging temper. He took no more than a few puffs when his thoughts were disturbed by the phone ringing.
"Asami sama, you might want to see this," Toru's voice sounded slightly shaken. "Restroom at Level Seven."

The yakuza stood up. "Kirishima," he called and the bespectacled secretary immediately stopped his given duties to follow his boss out of the room.

The elevator to the seventh floor was the longest Asami had ever ridden despite it took no more than ten seconds for them to reach. By the time he reached the restroom, Toru was already standing at the door to greet them. The guard bowed and stepped aside to allow Asami to walk in the restroom.
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