"We are leaving for Japan, for a week… Actually, tomorrow." Ky announced to all present at the bbq dinner at her aunts.
The sounds of nature and far distant families enjoying their own outside dinners answered Kyouki in her statement.
Gat broke the silence as Aisha contained her chuckles. "Ro, pass the potato salad." Gat asked the mechanic.
Day 4 of Aisha and Kyouki having left for Japan.
Counting down the days from the time they boarded the plane. Johnny kept himself busy. Gun cleanings, gun and ammunition inventory, meeting up with Nick to get more munitions together. He even did patrol. Daily, every two hours. The man was moody as hell; he was nitpicking everything. If the Saints sat for too long, he was ordering them out to find something to do.
And that something was working out and training with each other to get stronger and faster, as was what their leader demanded of them.
It was so bad they wished Kyouki was around. Gat was a tyrant.
Days tip-toed further into the week and routine now. One consisted of Ren's new job while Bobby, Mimi and Tracey were away during the day, at the James' home to babysit the kids with Carlos, who was a pro because of the younger cousins he had.
Two, taking the time out of the week, which seemed like a month to Gat and everyone else, stop by the James' every now and again. Mostly to check up on Aunt Mimi, they cheered him up if but a little.
And three, Johnny was just irritated as hell that the girls were gone. He couldn't keep tabs on them, unlike when he was locked up. They were overseas, miles away, and the house was much more quiet than it would have been. Ramon did pop in from time to time, to catch the game or invited him out, and they hung out, but it was a brooding sullen Gat that was with him.
Every day, he was on the phone, checking to see if the girls had left him a message. With the time zone difference, night and day separated them. Just by a single day.
Every night he took stock of his personal arsenal, and the call would come in.
Day 7, just before midnight, Johnny had scrubbed the house clean. Not that it was messy, it was something for him to do. He counted down the days until they both came back home. When his phone rang, he was more than eager to answer.
"Hey Johnny."
"Hey Babe. Ya'll at the airport?"
"That's what I called you for. Ky told me to tell you, be another week. I, however, will be home soon."
He didn't like how that sounded. They were gone for six days already, even earlier than that, departing a day early. Now Aisha called to say she was coming home without Kyouki. With the latter extending her stay a week longer.
"Ya'll good?" His smile faded a nagging feeling he has. Not that he had ever been in tune to the universe like that, but he was sure them coming home at different times was not in the plan. Damn sure wasn't in his plan.
"Of course, we are having fun, but business meetings Baby Girl had to attend. Oh, she attended a whatsit… how did she pronounce it…. A seijinshiki , I will send you what I have. I forgot, we been so busy, I did remember that we have souvenirs for you and everyone, mostly from Kyko. Isn't that cute! Her Auntie here calls her that." Aisha was packing a bag that had their gifts.
Johnny was getting suspicious. Aisha was rambling on, but he listened intently, with a stupid smile on his face. He was about to ask if he needed to come there when he heard Ky in the background. His heart rate sped up at the sound of her voice. He has fallen hard for her. Tamping down the rush of blood, he could hear she was getting closer to Aisha.
"That Johnny? Give please, thank you. Heeeeey Geeee, listen, I will not send Ish home alone. We'll be home in a few days."
He missed them. Hearing their voices set his mood better. Now, he was not feeling them being gone longer. "Everything cool. Do I need to come out there?"
He heard Kyouki snort. "No, honest, everything is alright. I just have a few things to do before we come back."
"What about business meetings?"
"My inheritance, so to speak, listen. I need to go." Before he said, 'see ya', she was passing the phone off. "Here, get ready. We are leaving for lunch. The Prince will be here in four." Her voice trailed off and Aisha was back on. "Hun, I'll call you tonight. Get some sleep, love you."
Dead air. Then the beep that signaled the phone had disconnected. Gat laid back. He knew Kyouki wouldn't just stay for fun. Something must happen. He just wasn't sure what. His phone vibrated and an image message from Aisha appeared. Opening it, he stared at a photo, Kyouki, from head to toe dressed in a furisode, long-sleeved kimono. The cloth was black, white, purple and yellow gradient, with golden flowers that looked like fireworks. Her hair pulled up and back in curls and matching flower adornments.
Another photo in the several Ish sent, one Aisha caught her off guard as she sat in a beauty shop getting her hair done. Another picture with Kyouki facing the camera, a ghost of a smile, on her lips. Those eyes, something about them, she looked breathtaking, but her eyes look as if she's not getting enough sleep.
"Always a fucking party with her."
Another chime, a video of Ky dressing. She had her inner robe on, and Gat could hear her say that when her Obachan would help her, she couldn't wait for this day.
Slipping the designed fabric up, Ish made a comment about how happy and proud she would be, and Ky telling Ish to keep quiet cause her makeup would run. They giggled and Ky sniffed, tugging and straightening the fabric.
{"Don't you dare send this to Johnny."}
{"Why would I do that?"} He heard snorting. {"Of course I'm sending it."}
{"Of course!"} Kyouki said sarcastically, faced the camera when she was satisfied. {"Well? どのように見えますか?, how do I look?"}
{"Absolutely breathtaking!"} Aisha gushed, and the video ended.
They sent several more photos on their trip, and a text from Ky popped up.
-I forgot to tell you, I had something sent over to the house for you. Should be there in a day or two. Later!
Gat stared at the text. Shaking his head, another picture of Ky, the Prince and Aisha selfie was there, with Ish saying that he should be glad that the guy was already taken. He wasn't sure what he felt, but confusion was one of them. With another shake of his head, he finally relaxed enough and went to sleep for the night.
Shaundi and Ren were stretching at the Rec Center. Gat said that he needed to toughen the both of them up. It was more, so he wanted to make up for his lapse in judgment from when Shaundi was taken. They constantly used the makeshift gym they had in Purgatory, plan location B was the Rec Center.
"Any idea when he is coming?" Ren asked as she reached down to touch her toes.
Shaundi mimicked the girl next to her. "No, but we can get a jog in while we wait. Hit the treads?"
"Alright." Ren followed, and the pair were off for mild cardio.
Gat came in fifteen minutes later. Covered in sweat, he jogged from the house to the center. He was well warmed up. He motioned for the girls to follow him to the heavy bags.
"When you knock a muthafucker on they ass, you're putting all your weight in that one punch."
He demonstrated punching the bag, his stance, and told them how to properly throw a punch. "Don't throw from your shoulder…"
It was like showing Kyouki all over again. They spared together. It was after tripping her when they fought the Vice Kings, she almost got shot. The girl wasn't one for guns, but when they scrapped, he got a feel for her.
She couldn't beat him without taking him off his feet, as she was the only one who could. Ren was just as green as she could be. Kyouki had warned him that when they first met, she could not hold a sword properly. And Shaundi had the basics, but that mattered none. She needed to toughen up.
"Yeah, Ky is going to have to work with ya'll when she gets back." Gat said after an hour.
Panting, hearts racing like a hummingbird wingbeat, feeling muscles tight as the girls slumped against the wall. "They're n-not …back yet?" Ren panted.
"Next week." Gat gave the bag several hard hits. He was still full of aggravated energy.
Shaundi and Ren looked at each other and groaned out loud.
Wardill Airport had seen plenty of action, it has seen people come and go, planes missing the strip, crashing into the sea, slipping off the tarmac, famous faces, lovers and families reunite, laughter, tears, blood, fire, the infamous, along with an explosion that destroyed a portion of the terminal, the watchtower and several planes that were scheduled for takeoff.
It has, in some years, begun the rebuilding process that became a much larger and grander sight to behold. While it still holds for the past, the present Wardill has now greeted two very attractive identical women. These beauties stood in the Stilwater terminal designed for special guests in the city.
Briefcases and carry on luggage for a quick day trip in hand, both women commented to each other on the simplicity of the building in which they stood.
Several people gawking at the pair passed by and neither woman paid them any mind. They were used to it. The air-conditioned building was a pleasant welcome to them both, as the late summer muggy air from when they crossed the tarmac into the terminal assaulted them. They were glad they had visited less often. As a black town car soon greeted, the mirrored twins crossed the thoroughfare. They stepped out once more in the humid heat. They each wore soft smiles in greeting at a man welcoming them in his approach.
"Good morning, ladies." Dane greeted, stepping from the cushy, cooled car. The interior's cold air could be felt as each woman stood before the open car door.
"It is." One spoke. "Mr. Vogel." Before ducking in the town car, with a sigh once more, they were glad for the chilled air-conditioning.
With a sharp nod, Dane greeted the statuesque pair. "You must be Viola?" He quickly stepped in once as both women seated themselves.
"Kiki De Wynter." The older twin stated. "As you know, we are here on behalf of Mr. Loren."
"Right. An investment opportunity where we offer you protection of your assets. Is that correct?"
"Correct. You have the geist." It pleased Kiki to know the man was direct with what her boss was investing in Stilwater for.
Viola's cell rang in the middle of the conversation. hushed she answered, as to not disturb the pair speaking business. "Yes? We have just arrived. We'll be by before we leave. Yes." Viola hung up, placing the cell back in her clutch.
Kiki looked at her twin with a questionable twitch of her eyebrow. Dane paused, his conversation interested in what was happening, looking at both women.
"Aunt." Kiki said without so much as a friendly expression. Viola nodded.
Dane asked, pleasantly surprised by this minor detail. "Oh, you have family in town?"
"We do." Kiki offered. Revealing nothing more than just a simple pleasantry.
Dane nodded in agreement, then his own phone ringing next. Eager he knew who the caller might be, excusing himself as he quickly checked the ID. A smile crossed his face, and he instantly sent a call out, as if the twins were not in the car with him. Alone, his thoughts singular in the ministrations, his smile broadened when he heard that sultry voice of his desire.
"My lady, have you arrived? I am still at the terminal, glad- Oh, you are staying another week. Well. Haha, no, I am all business and more than enough to keep me occupied while you are away. It is late, rest soon my beauty. Yes, sleep well. I shall await your call. Goodnight." With a heavy sigh, he ended the call, stowing his cell in his breast pocket. "Jamie, let's go." Dane cleared his throat, his mood soured, it was written in his speech and body language.
The twins looked at each other, then shrugged. "If you would like, we could do this at a later time, Mr. Vogel." Kiki offered. "If I may ask, someone close to you, your significant other, perhaps?"
Dane smiled, genuinely, with his emotions. Kyouki brought out the worst in him. "No, confirmed bachelor. Business with you will continue as usual. Please, shall we continue this over brunch? I am certain you ladies are famished. Jamie, Apollo's. How do you ladies feel about Greek cuisine?"
Both Kiki and Viola gave a pleasant nod. "We have a Preferred Gentleman's Club; Safeword in Steelport, if you are in need of our services?" Kiki hinted, pulling a business card from her clutch.
Dane's eyebrow quirked. It was an option presented to him. His body missed his lady's touch. It could be harmless, just company until Kyouki is returned to him. "I shall consider it. My thanks."
Viola and Kiki knew they had sealed the deal.
Steelport a skip, hop and lengthy race along the bridge connecting to two cities. The Federal Bureau of Investigation is in the expansive city. It also sent them over the bridge when and if things were too tough for the local police. In one such instance, there was a case that the Chief of Stilwater repeatedly called for any information that they may have. It was an interesting case that sparked some interest in the FBI chief. It was a cold case, along with a person of interest whose name circulated like a phantom.
"Urba, Delaney!"
"Yes, chief?"
"This came in from Stilwater. Get the others together and do something with it."
"On it." Both responded.
Going over the file, ticked off the important things. Urban flipped through the file. "Let's see, the victim was Lin Fan. Age 21, died of a gunshot wound to the stomach, and drowned. She was alive when she died. Ran with the then Third Street Saints." Looking at his partner shrugged.
"Looks like the Chief is having a go at us. They are still active." Delaney said, looking over at his partner's file. "Seems the connection is some big-time lawyer. Shit, he's deceased. William Sharpe, 53, was involved in a street gang… Westside Rollerz? How does a lawyer involve himself with a street gang?"
"When he is uncle to said Leader, they were shipping and buying parts overseas." Urba pointed to the line just under Sharpe's name. "Seems that it was what the S.R.P.D Chief thinks there were a few sour deals, and he tracked down the company, Toiu Sukai, as the buyers."
"Yeah… huh, says here that his deputy said the person whose name is on the deed is a ghost. An Ane-san." The pair walked through the halls discussing what was in the files that had been sent to them to a computer room knocking once invited in with a buzz.
A small red head raised her head just above the monitors, not taking her eyes from the screen. The youngest, and self-proclaimed prodigy on the force. They always held her up in the confines of her ever growing digital office. Really, what she preferred.
"What is it?" Her hand raised to take the folders from the two men she knew they had.
"Cold case, sketch company, ghost owner, right up your alley." Delaney offered.
Flip after flip of the pages, she tapped out on her keyboard. "Hm."
Delaney nudged Urba. They have something. Several more keystrokes noted that Toiu Sukai was a dealership based in Japan.
"Where did you get this information?"
Urba pointed to the name and number of the Stilwater police chief.
"You may leave." The red-head sent them away. The case piqued her interest. Now she needed to make a few calls.
"Owe you if you can dig up anything, Kensington." Urba announced as they walked out the door, shutting it.
A swift pick up of the receiver, she dialed the number provided to her. Ringing a few times when the other end picked up.
Troy had just stepped from the shower. He heard the phone ring, fumbling with it until he could answer. "T-troy Bradshaw."
"This is agent Kenzie Kensington of the FBI. I have a few questions."
Troy looked to the ceiling mouthing thank yous. "Of course."
Troy had left several messages for the FBI to get in touch with him as soon as it was possible. Weeks had gone by, frequently calling in to leave another message. By the afternoon in the hottest week of the year in August, Troy finally received the call he had been waiting for.
The week crawled as the pair in Japan hit every tourist spot, and several off the normal routes. They took to shopping, dinners, theaters and lunches in the most beautiful places. Aisha had only one complaint. Johnny wasn't there with them. Kyouki agreed, but with the Saints still new, he needed to be there to keep watch and things running while she was away.
Aisha saw firsthand what Kyouki had spoken of about this family of hers. It was fascinating. Doted on by her uncle, he broke down and cried, as he tried not to when seeing his niece walking amongst the living once more. Welcomed her with open arms. Breakfast was always fresh, and Aisha could see why Ky wanted to stay a week longer. They were spoiled — massages, spas, money for shopping, the clothes, the personal staff that were attentive to everything. Language barrier was a minor inconvenience, but Aisha expected it. Sometimes Ky came to her personal spot on their property to enjoy the rest of the day together.
As it was time to say goodbye, her uncle, who expressed and extended his personal private jet for their use, saw Kyouki on the plane. Promising to visit again and call often. Kyouki and Aisha had all the creature comforts on the jet that one could ask for. Resting mostly as they had left very early in the morning, in the plush chairs, the ladies woke to having lunch waiting for them. They talked about sites they had gone to see, the festivals that were taking place during their stay, the foods that Aisha liked the most. They even wore outfits they had picked out as they flew back to Stilwater.
The pilot came over the intercom. "We are over US waters. Estimated arrival to Stillwater thirty minutes."
They were home after fourteen hours or so of flight; they were close, well over the ocean, but almost home. Kyouki sent two texts, one to Dane, and one to Her Aunt. Aisha texts Johnny, who texts Ramon to bring the truck. In just a half hour longer they would finally touch the ground, Ky was thankful, flying isn't her thing. But with the decked out plane her uncle sent her home in, the mild turbulence was forgotten.
"Almost there Noel! Are you sure you want to make the trip next year?"
"Hell yes! I am so glad you asked me. They were so nice. It's good to get out and away sometimes."
"I heard that. Where do you think we should go? Maybe bring Gat, maybe Dane too?"
"I always wanted to visit… You know, if it wasn't for leaving Kingdom Come, I would have long been traveling."
"Oh right. That world tour. You remember where you were going?"
"No, but I have the mock ups in the attic."
"Word. I'll tour the world with you." Ky held her cup up to be refilled. Thanking the attendant, Kyouki looked at her phone. No messages, no call. Shrugging it off, she sipped her tea.
Wardill Airport once more had the infamous Kyouki on its property. Aisha and Kyouki exited the private jet. The heat of the late noon day sun was scorching still; They provided an umbrella for them as they walked to the private terminal.
The two thanked the pilot and the attendants, then led a few of Kyouki's men carrying boxes to the provided luggage dollies.
The two women chatted, glad to be back. The high of travel Kyouki grinned because Aisha chatted up a storm about her experience on her first time trip overseas. Laughter as they walked into the terminal. Kyouki noticed a pretty raven haired woman walking towards them. Ky greeted her because she realized she was staring. The woman glanced back twice, seeing the exotic-looking woman.
The other side of the large glass windows Kyouki saw Gat and Ramon coming up from the far right, and through all the people in the terminal she also saw Dane, the back of his head. He was leaving? Kyouki gave Aisha instructions and the few men with her packages called out to the Ultor figurehead. Getting his attention, she trotted ahead, letting Aisha know she will catch up with them soon, just wait for her.
Dane paused, a smile on his face. He saw Kyouki with her girlfriend. Watched as his graceful girlfriend trotted up to him. Her heels clicked on the tiled floor, throwing her arms around him and smelled a sweet perfume. "You didn't receive my message?"
"No. I may have left my phone at the office." He patted his suit jacket and pants pockets, In that second, his phone rang. Chuckling nervously tried to find words his mouth could not come up with. He looked like a fish gasping for air.
Kyouki smiled brightly, pulling away. "It just took two weeks." Ky smiled again as she further backed away. "She is pretty. I should go, need to catch my ride."
Dane panicked, grabbing her wrist. "No. Do not assume. A business associate only." Dane pleaded. "I thought I left my phone. I have been a mess since you left. Honestly, I would never not return your calls or messages."
Kyouki looked at his hand on her wrist then, while taking a moment to think. Maybe she overreacted. Just possibly, she caught some feelings for the man, and she was just a bit possessive. Maybe a little. With a deep sigh, she smiled and leaned in, kissing his cheek. "Alright. Do not assume I will be so forgiving the second time." She went to step away.
That is what Dane missed her frank way of speaking. Indeed he was turned on by her aggressiveness. They somewhat discussed the reason for her distrust. But she was willing to let him go with a simple warning. Dane grabbed her, pulling her close by her waist. Staring into her eyes, smiled, inching closer kissed her deeply.
"See me later tonight?" He whispered against her lips when he broke form their kiss.
Kyouki nodded. "Let me settle in first. It's been a long flight."
"As you wish my lady." Dane kissed her cheek saying his farewells.
Aisha greeted Johnny with a hug they both missed dearly. "Babe, how was your trip? I missed you." Gat said as he picked her up, hugging her tight. A ways away, Johnny caught sight of Kyouki engaged in a heated kiss with Dane Vogel. "She's busy." Johnny swallowed thickly, tamping down the urge to yoke Vogel up.
"Leave her alone. It's budding. Remember when we first started dating?" Aisha poked at Johnny's chest.
A chuckle snort answered her. "Who are these penguins?"
"Some of her family's men. She brought a ton of things back. Did you get the gift she sent? Hey Ramon!" giving the tall man a hug as well.
"So good to see you two. Jefa rich or something? These guys look important." Ramon commented as he looked over the silent watchers that stood without word or movement.
"Yeah, Ky's men, can you believe it?" Aisha praised.
Ramon led the men to the truck that awaited. Gat nodded, looking after Ky, who was heading towards them. "Heeeey Johnny!" Kyouki hugged the tall man. Gat placed an arm around her and his hand went to the small of their backs to guide them away.
"Noel, code pink. I think."
Aisha stopped in her tracks, spun on her heel and went to march up to Vogel and punch him in the nose. "I'll kill him!"
Gat grabbed the small woman up. "Woah. What's code pink?"
"He slept with someone." Aisha bit out. Gat put her down, almost going after the man himself.
Kyouki stood before them both. "I said I think. He said it's cool. I want to believe him for now. Ok?"
Gat looked at her, and in the direction Vogel left. Nodded, leading the women out of the terminal and home where they belonged.
"LUGNUT!" Came from Kyouki as she happily hugged the mechanic.
The Saints were glad to have their leader home. Kyouki's announcement when she walked into Purgatory was, "The fun has arrived!" Met with cheers. With the next couple of days, things went back to normal, with the minor workouts scheduled for all the Saints.
Kyouki went to visit with her aunt and cousins, delivering gifts to them. Bobby had informed her that things were progressing well with the Loa. It surprised Kyouki to find that nothing was out of place, and things ran smoothly. It was quite the shock. Maybe the brooding Gat was the choice topic, but nothing out of the ordinary.
Pierce caught up with Kyouki with a list of ideas that he wanted to share when Kyouki was able. The weekend approached and Pierce was nowhere to be found. Kyouki brushed it off and had a movie night with Aisha, Ren and Shaundi of Oscar, Ocean's Eleven and Ocean's Twelve combo, and several others that involved crimes. Gat and Kyouki may.. Or may not have attempted. An idea struck, and Gat called her on not attempting to rob a casino.
"My, my, how the roulette tables have turned." Kyouki pointed out to Johnny at the others' amusement. Gat pulled the woman into a headlock and refused to let her go. "Ah! Yamete Oshiri!"
"Jeoldae!" Gat cackled as he tickled her. Causing her to scream trying to wiggle free. A dog pile on Gat happened to free Kyouki. Laughter and squeals filled the house the rest of the night.
As the weekend approached, Kyouki had come into the HQ with Gat. They stopped to help as pieces of a replica building were being hefted in.
"What's all this?" Kyouki asked as she held the door, looking over each piece that passed by her.
"Dunno, something of Pierce's. Thanks."
Ky looked to Gat, who shrugged and helped carry in the last piece that was passed off to him. When the pair made their way behind the small procession that made its way down to the main floor, Kyouki saw how the pieces fit together and smiled, tapping Gat to see what she saw. In the middle of putting what looked like a giant puzzle together, Pierce.
"Pierce, where were you the other day?" Kyouki called on her way down.
"Oh, I was helping my aunt move, and we ended up watching some movies and I got the idea for this."
"A fucking doll house?" Gat sneered.
Pierce looked hurt. "I spent two weeks on this. It ain't a dollhouse." Pierce was muttering to himself as he placed down pieces on the outside of this huge roof-less structure. "Doll house, my ass. This is how we gonna fuck up the Ronin."
Kyouki's eyebrow raised. "Why are we doing this?"
"Money."
Kyouki smiled. Interested in this new money venture. "This'll be good..."
"Trust me, it is." Pierce added. "I figured after the shit with the mall, we would be hard up on funds. And see the Ronin have a stake in Poseidon's Palace, so I figure hitting their biggest money maker is a good way to replenish our coffers, and show 'em we not fuckin' around."
"What a coincidence." Kyouki folded her arms and took a seat. She was now invested in what Pierce was saying. While Ky was no longer in finance strife, she could at least see where Pierce was going with this. "OK, so what's the plan?"
Pierce smiled and nodded. This plan was fool proof in his eyes. "You and I enter the casino here. Once inside, we need to distract this security guard. I went in and took some pictures of the layout like a tourist on vacation. So I was thinking you could catch me cheating, or some shit like that. Anyway, while the guard's concerned with throwing me out, Gat'll sneak in through this security door. Don't worry, I already got today's passcode from the blackjack dealer Shaundi's fucking."
Kyouki sat listening to this well thought out plan, but Pierce was thinking they would do this today. She continued to listen, and Gat came to sit beside her.
"Now, once inside, Gat'll have to sneak past the guards to cut the power... when that happens, we only have about forty-five seconds before the backup generator turns on. During the blackout, though-"
Johnny interrupted. "Hold up, man... I mean, I love the dream house you built here and everything. Today? You are expecting a plan like this to happen today?"
"Yeah. I mean, I know Boss just got back and all, and it'll be a cakewalk." Pierce retorted.
"Aight, I see that. But what if we just start here... walk into the casino, and just shoot all the motherfuckers that are between us and the money?" Johnny moved the pieces around to emphasize his point of a more aggressive tactic.
Pierce was not prepared for Johnny's approach. "Well, ya know-"
"It would be a lot faster… And a lot more fun." Johnny grinned.
Pierce had to agree, but that wasn't what he was going for. "Yeah, but..."
Kyouki got up, walked around to where the miniatures of them were, placing them at the door entrance. "If your plan is to break into, it's easier to cut the guard's distraction, there are several stationed all over near exits. Then there are staff on the floor as lookouts too. If we place our people in it would reduce the need to shoot right to the safe. As Johnny said. But that wouldn't be so simple as going in blasting. While I fully support this idea, Pierce. It's not plausible, definitely not in one day." Pierce nodded, asking how she would go about doing it. She then went to describe the movie she saw and how it took them a bit of planning and not just a day. Pierce nodded. He liked the idea of them going in with a more elaborate plan.
Kyouki insisted. The down side people would probably recognize her. That wasn't something she wanted. "You want maximum profit for a job like this, hitting them where it hurts by cutting the chump change." She shrugged.
"You said no undercover." Gat said.
Kyouki snorted. "This isn't, though, this isn't living and breathing with a rival gang." The three of them went to her office, where the whiteboard sat. She erased it all and started on a plan of how to get some money from the casino that the Ronin had. A simple joke. As long as no one was shot, Shogo would overlook this.