Broken
...Sixteenth Part: Satoshi...
"Thanks, Daisuke," I said, coughing some more of the smoke out of my lungs as I sat next to him on the back bumper of the ambulance.
"No problem – I couldn't just leave you in there." He gave me another of his innocent smiles while a doctor bandaged one of his hands.
"Hmm..."
"I was actually coming to visit you," the red-head admitted. "I haven't seen you around since the Ogata case closed."
Just then one of the office employees came running up to me and handed me a half-sheet of paper. "This is a list of names of the criminals we've deemed missing. We don't know how many of them got caught in the fire, yet, or how many escaped..."
"Thank you," I said, looking down at the paper and scanning through the thankfully short list of names. The man nodded in acknowledgement. "Have they given these names to the media yet?"
"They have," he confirmed. "Reporters began listing them to viewers about five or six minutes ago."
My face paled a bit as my eyes latched onto two names in specific.
"Satoshi? What is it?" Daisuke wondered, peering over at the paper. "What's wrong?"
I stood up, ignoring the crowd of people who watched as I walked quickly away from the scene. Daisuke hurried after me.
"Satoshi? Tell me what's going on!" he insisted.
"Krad's probably panicking," I told him without further explanation. "We need to get back to your house."
With perfect timing, a car stopped in front of us. The window rolled down, and I Emiko's head poked out of the driver's side. "Dai! Satoshi! Are you two alright?"
"We're fine, Mom," Daisuke assured her, climbing into the car. "Come on, Sato."
. . .
I heard shouting coming from the other side of the door as we neared the entrance to the Niwa house. I recognized the voice to be Krad's, but the tone of it threw me off a bit. He must be panicking more that I had originally thought.
Dark yelled something back at him and the noise ceased for a moment.
I decided to risk it and opened the door, Daisuke and Emiko close behind me.