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Kiyoko was led by men to an airport. Then a private plane. She was in a bit of a trance. This kind of thing only happened in movies. These weren't police. No, she just killed a police officer. His blood was still on her clothes. Kiyoko smelled the stain on her sleeve. The men led her into the plane. Kiyoko leaned against a window and quickly fell asleep.
The longest rest she had ever taken was interrupted by the plane starting to land. It rumbled, causing Kiyoko to wake up. Time seemed to skip as the men led Kiyoko to another car. Another drive. Another blank space in her mind. She wished she had a book. The car door she was spacing out of opened.
>WHHOA-!
Kiyoko spilled out, falling to her hands and knees.
"...Miss Kade would like to see you."
He said unimpressed, pulling Kiyoko up. He led her to the front of the club.
>...Club Xtacy huh...?
Kiyoko muttered, shaking her arm free of the suited thug who led her there.
"You speak English?" A henchmen said, pulling out a cigarette, confused.
>...Yes.
Kiyoko looked at two suited men. It was the middle of the day. She entered. Club Xtacy was dead. Kiyoko silently walked onto the empty dance floor. She stared at her wrist for a few seconds.
>WELL! WHO WANTS ME HERE?! SHOW YOURSELF!
Kiyoko shouted. She looked up at the balconies. No one would cover up her murders if they didn't have something to gain. "Family" or no "family."
>C'mon?! Did I screw with the Yakuza or something?! I paid my protection fees! So tell me what this is ABOUT! DO YOU WANT MY FAMILY'S BOOKSTORE!? WHAT?!
Kiyoko yelled to silence.
>...What...
Kiyoko fell to her knees, starting to cry.
>...do you want...?
