Chapter 27
The stalker was in the house again.
He was strolling through the hallway towards the angel-face's room, lying on his bed like it was his own. He didn't check the time but he knew it was late. It was cold outside. The house was very dark and quiet, the way it had been for the last week. The sister was at their aunt's house and the house was left with nobody to attend to it. Poor little house. Don't worry, you will be full of people again when they come back, they always come back, you know. It would be sad to destroy such a beautiful house with such a nice, happy family living in it.
He decided that he liked the boy's room very, very much and etched it into his mind, every little detail of it. There were little shelves with books and mangas. He checked out the books that the boy was reading; a few historical novels, some thriller novels and financial books were arranged neatly in an alphabetical order. One novel he noticed that the boy liked to read, mostly due to the fact that the pages were worn out, was called Musashi written by Eiji Yoshikawa. He turned his eyes to the lower tier of the shelf, and saw the complete set of twenty-four volumes of Musashi no Ken, a kendo manga, and another complete set of Slam Dunk, Bleach and… Well, well, well… Look what we have here, the five volumes of Honjitsu no Neko Jijou, about a family and their cats… Cute, very cute. A very different taste from the little sister, who had her own complete collection of romance novels and shojou mangas in her bedroom. The boy was definitely neater and tidier than his sister.
He would arrange the room for the boy exactly like this; and angel face would feel like home. Home sweet home. He would buy everything, every single little detail in the room, even the Transformers poster that the boy had glued on the wall facing his bed, his Gundam figurines and he would lock the boy into that room made of glass, just for him to look at and marvel over until the end. Yes, just for him… The boy had been born for him only.
May be it was time to lure that pretty little cat out of the bag. What should be the bait, a big fish perhaps? His parents could be the big fish. Here kitty-kitty, here's a big, yummy, delicious fishy for you. His lips crooked into a smile. That sounded a good plan for him. The plan was to call the parents back to this house. When the parents were back, he would be back, away from that man who was keeping him in his apartment. He should be well on his way going to goddamn hell. If this didn't work, hmm… Where did he hear this phrase before…? What would a player do, if he had no cards to play, but he still wanted to stay in the game? He would cheat of course.
But first, he had to get rid of that American… No, he was not going to kill him; he knew that his capabilities could not be compared with that man's. The man was extraordinary, different from others… Dangerous in his own way and he could be cruel and cold blooded when he wanted to be. Somehow, somewhere he respected that man when he had been working for him. Efficient, calculating and manipulative and he knew that the man could see a bit of the future. His German partner had a gift of knowing what people were thinking; a telepath if he was not mistaken and the deranged Irishman could not feel any pain while the lost Japanese boy had the power to move things with his mind. What is the scientific term of it? He thought for a second. Aaah… Telekinesis. If they were not bunch of freaks, they could call themselves Fantastic Four…, oh wait! That name was already patented under Marvel Comics… Maybe the Freaky Four… But well, those freaks have their advantages. For example, the American knew the future, that's why any assassinations attempt towards him always failed. Boo hoo..
The very reason why the American had decided to quit was because of that German fool of his. He had screwed up during one of the jobs, and as employer he had the right to punish those who failed. So he had decided to discipline that unruly, ingrate German by hitting him with his golf club. The American said nothing when he had seen it but later he received a resignation letter and the American got his team out of his mansion that very evening. What had been wrong with his method of disciplining? Prude! He wondered what had happened to the rest of that freaky entourage, the crazy Irishman and the anomalous Japanese boy. Who had employed them? The big question was… What was the connection between Fujimiya's beautiful son and the American? Was it coincidence that they met or it was preplanned? Knowing the way the American thought, he was sure that it had been very well deliberate. We'll see about that…
He had little knowledge about the American's background and so about the rest. The only thing he understood and knew was that they were highly recommended by his fellow high-class society friends. Hearsay had it that they were good and they had proven themselves to be.
The question was now, how to beat them? There would be a way and there was always a way. What about that sexy Chinese woman that had gone to the American's apartment? So, that man was still having penchant towards woman. Did this mean that his angel face was safe? He knew that it wouldn't be for long because his angel face could turn out to be a slut by himself, just like a cat when they were in heat. Bad little one. Don't worry, I wont let anyone corrupt you, you can trust me on that…
It was easy to get information about the man's activities from that little overly busty woman that sat at the reception desk. Nice little compliments here and there and a couple of papers with Natsume Sōseki's1face on it had done the job nicely and when she knew who he really was, she couldn't wait to pull her little panties down for him. That could be arranged…
Takatori Reiji nodded to himself as he cleared up his existence in the boy's room. Nothing must be left, not his fingerprints, not even a fiber of his hair… Nothing must be pointing towards him. Hey! For everyone's information, I watch CSI too, you know… And he never missed one episode of the series. So he knew that the police could not outsmart him… And that included his brother, who was the chief of police.
1 Natsume Sōseki portrait was featured in 1000 yen note
AN : The next chapter will contain a mature content, the awaited Crawford's vision of Ran.
