-Oxford - Saturday: Part 12-

Kuon stared down at his phone. Part of him was trying to understand what was the point of the pictures that had been sent to him of cars that were still parked inside. Though he figured Tomi had a reason for requesting this from him, he doubted it had anything to do with the fact that there was no one on his side who couldn't do it. His eyes darted back towards General Brown but the man was paying him no attention. Slowly he looked at the last text message sent: Cross-reference to see if they own any other cars, see if they hold GPS.

It made slightly more sense to him now that he had gotten the last piece, he was expanding his search. Kuon also understood one thing more he was not an accomplice and he wasn't exactly sure he was pleased with it. Even if General Brown had only been referring to him as Roman, he was sure that deep down the man realized he was Kuon Hizuri not that he seemed to have put together that he was Ren Tsuruga and if he did again he said nothing. 'Does that mean he is protecting me?' He doubted that as well, he was already an outsider who knew the truth about the Ankou, or at least Ren did and the fact that he was sitting here right now likely had more to do with Tomi sending him here. 'What are you getting me into?' He wasn't even sure he wanted to be in this anymore, the moment he was contacted by a hacker, forced to deal with some General of some powerful secret organization and having the son of the Russian Mafia leader he should have gotten up and walked out. It wasn't as if Kyoko would be left alone with three powerful forces the big problem was that the only reason the three forces seemed to be working together was that he was sitting right there. Not that Tomi was the work together type and apparently the Ankou didn't seem to either, not to say hackers rarely ever did.

His eyes once more darted towards General Brown as he sent the message to Gyrfalcon. The biggest thing he had learned sitting here was that the man before him didn't always look at his phone before typing something off on his laptop, it would buzz as if sending him information with that alone. Sometimes he would actually pick the phone up and read a message that was only after a series of vibrations but he hadn't exactly figured out the code yet. From what he could tell two short and three long meant pick up the phone and read the text message.

"Seems the information is good. Tomi is there now, with a civilian of all things." The way he said that word made him question slightly if the man with Tomi really was but he was pretty sure that he was just that because of the way Brown looked down at the tablet as if cross-referencing something. "What exactly is your friend doing, Roman?"

Kuon wasn't even going to deal with the man like he did with his Godfather when Tomi was called his friend. They weren't exactly friends but they weren't enemies either. "You would have to ask him." The way Brown glared at him told him, that would not be a choice. Kuon figured as much as well, it was pretty clear to him now that they were working on two different sides. Yet, how different were those sides? Did the Ankou work within the means of the law? It seemed more that they stayed on what has deemed their own laws but how was that any different than what Tomi was doing? They were like two rogue teams refused to see that they were in many ways the same, only one kept themselves truly hidden while the other didn't try to hide from what they did. Though, that only worked if he thought of Tomi and being part of the Mafia which for some reason he always had a hard time accepting, even with his uncanny way of knowing exactly what was going to happen to him or at least times that seemed to be sure to end his life. His phone buzzed ending his thoughts on the matter for the time being.

Mostly a dead end, the document sent anyways. There was one name that popped up a few times. Cinderella Mianju. Why would a cop's daughter have several cars in her name? - Gyr

Kuon frowned slightly as he found himself scanning the document, he knew cops, in general, didn't make a lot of money and the fact that several cars weren't exactly cheap but not super expensive either. Yet Gyrfalcon had made sure to give a list of each name. No further details of course just a list of owners, sometimes he would include the parents and even the home addresses. 'I hope I don't regret this...' he mentally sighed as he sent the document and the name Cinderella Mianju to Tomi, informing him that this woman was the daughter of one of the police officers here in Oxford.

"What did you send to him?" Kuon eyes lifted up towards Brown just in time for him to turn the screen of his phone to black. Knowing that it would require to be unlocked. Brown grabbed the phone from his hands, he didn't protest at all there was no real reason to it, he could demand all he wanted for him to unlock his phone but that would do no good. He could spend the time trying to figure out the code to unlock his phone. Not even Lory or Yashiro knew that information and the only person who did might not even remember but even if she did, she was not here. "Unlock the screen, Roman."

"I rather not, I'm sure you understand." No he was sure of one thing, the fact that he had contact with Tomi, that he had some earned the right to have some knowledge that they did not have or perhaps was only proving they were on the right track or perhaps for them to look at other possibilities only remained because he was the middleman. He smirked as he leaned back on the bed, "I'm sure you could attempt to get the Queen to give an order, so you could force it. Yet, if that man is going so far for that one girl. What do you think he would do if his other little toy got hurt?" It felt right to say those words even if it made him sound weak. "I hear he doesn't like anyone to mess with his toys." That was at least the one thing he had heard over and over again whenever the Son of the White Shinigami was brought up, almost as if people were scared to say his name.

"I assure you, Roman, that is the only reason I have no forced anything out of you." There was a clear warning that even that would likely not be enough if he pushed his luck. "Now, what information do you have at this moment?"

Kuon leaned forward, "Cinderella Mianju, has several cars in that parking ramp." Brown tossed the phone onto the bed next to him.

"Yes... so I've been informed." Brown went back to the table, "That is not much information at all."

"How about the fact that there is no way a single father, can't afford those type of cars not on his salary?" Brown eyes turned towards him some before looking back down at his phone he typed something out before looking back at the tablet. "Let me guess you already knew that?" He doubted it but the way the man looked at him slightly made it clear he wouldn't admit to not thinking about it. 'How could they miss such a thing?' He even had caught it, he lowered his eyes. 'Or am I missing something?' He looked back to the phone that had been tossed to his side when Brown had returned to his so-called position in the room before opening it up to look at the document once more. 'What am I missing?'

Heth stared at the guard, a guard of all things. To keep him from what was his. The Young Master be damned, he may need to be respectful but the Master favored him. He was skilled in what he did and made them good money. Even the Young Master would be mistaken to kill him. There was no one better, no one able to break even the most willful of flowers. Roses happened, sometimes it was simply because of the worth they held, virgins always sold better and so did the truly pretty ones. Sure some had been those who broke due to his tender care. Yet, they were to blame not him and no one ever faulted him.

His eyes turned towards Kyoko, that little bitch who dared to deny him. Now the Young Master was denying what was his by right. If he had to go above the Young Master he would but it would be better to put that child in his place. Besides, it wasn't as if he would know exactly what he did. His eyes narrowed as he looked back down towards one of the guards. "Repeat that last comment of yours?" Not that he really needed to hear and it was worthless to do anything at the moment to her, she was still out cold. 'How much did they give her?' Without the right people around there was a risk of death a coma was not even uncommon.

"The... Young Master, the... Carp... the..." the man was clearly fearful, which was in his right seeing as he would have no issue ending his life. Without Snake here, none of them would be able to stop him. "He said... no one... is to touch her. He..." he licked his lips, the first time he had said these words they had flowed so easily. There was no fear until he had slammed his friend's head against the table. "He wants her... for himself." He finally got the words fully out and was rewarded with his own head being smashed into the table he groaned as the blood began to pour out of the open wound.

"Do I look like a No One? Am I like yourself?"

He snarled and the man was clearly going to nod his head before quickly shaking it. It was clear to Heth that the man believed that the orders from the Young Master meant anyone not above him, which left only the Master but he could go over the Young Master's head or at least didn't have the same rank and pull within their organization. That meant only five of them, and the Young Master being the future Dragon, in theory, was not allowed a Poison. He was not allowed one the moment he had taken the place after his uncle's death. 'Well, that still leaves me plenty to use to get what I want.' It would be a risk, of course, the fact remained by betraying the Young Master, which would be exactly what he would see he would not last long after he became the New Dragon, but his father was not so yet weak and the boy still didn't have the respect of the other five Elders, which he would need before he could truly become the New Dragon. His father's desire for him would not be enough. He smirked as his eyes darted back towards Kyoko.

"The Young Master... he said." He growled as he grabbed the back of the man's head, he was half tempted to slam his face harder, perhaps crack his skull but that bastard Tsuruga had damaged his stronger arm it might take a few tries but he paused.

"The Dragon said I can have anyone I desire who is not claimed." Claimed by ritual, that was one of the blessings being a poison, it didn't matter what they did. They were elite, not as great as the Elders. Yet that meant men and women were within their rights. Drugs were also within their rights but the money was a different matter, profit was most important but their personal pleasures were allowed. "Or are you willing to please me?" It wouldn't be the first time he had played with one of the men, unlike the women thought they would not make it out alive. There was no real sexual pleasure for him, only blood.

"No... I mean... she is... drugged. We are just waiting for..."

Heth growled as he released the man once more, that was the biggest problem and he didn't know when that brat would be there, his dear Young Master would likely forgive him should he find out. He laughed as he ran a hand through his hair, "Perfect, just let me know when she shows any signs of waking." Not that he expected her to be awakened in the next few days. Yet it also meant that the Young Master was not going to be here. His laughter was almost madding even to his own ears as he had the answer already, he would just kill them all. The women would never dare to speak out against him, the men well he could always just say in his anger of being denied what he wanted had resulted in a little outburst. These soldiers were easy enough to replace, they always would be. The only problem he may have would be with Snake but he was sure he could sway that man to his thinking. Maybe allow him a taste that he himself would be helping himself too before the Young Master got the broken girl.

Kyoko couldn't believe what she was hearing. It was a good thing at the moment she had no ability to move her body and she was starting to wonder if the only reason she was even awake in her own mind was due to a certain silver-haired man. That thought amused her greatly because it felt so perfectly right. 'Right so drugged... Reino is likely trying to help...' but that didn't tell her how much help it would be for her. Nor how long she was going to be here for that matter. She mentally sighed, not daring to even attempt to sigh like she truly desired to do so.

'Well let's just assume I will not be making it out of here alive.' With that small thought in her mind, she wondered exactly what she could do to let her location be known. 'We can also safely assume that they found the bug...' it would be easier to know if she had been changed into a different dress but at the same time she really hoped that she hadn't been changed. Not that it would be the first time. Though in fairness minus the stripping and forced sexual acts, the only one who had ever taken care of her, truly taken care of her in a non-sexual manner during that time was Tomi.

Then one thing crossed her mind, 'Who the hell is the Young Master?' That bothered her slightly, he wanted her. The only person she could think of was the so-called Boss, perhaps the police officer but neither of them were exactly young. 'Nobility perhaps?' She felt her head spinning she needed to focus, focus on what she could do which right now wasn't much. 'I wondered...'

A/N: Yeah bit hard to write for someone who can't do much but think at the moment lol.