04-27-2023, 01:56 AM
Zixin waved away the offer of a cigarette.
Kiyohito was quite accommodating, which bode well for Zixin. Two unaffiliated Yakuza in Moscow and both were in the business of owing favors to the new head of the Syndicate? He couldn’t plan it better himself. Oh wait. He did.
Kiyohito pocketed the paper and stood. He glanced at the girl on the way out of the Hole, but to Zixin’s surprise, no final words passed between them. He was sure there had been a connection, which was why he pressed into it. The brooding Japanese man wouldn’t have reacted so violently if nothing was there, but Zixin would have bet money on the solidification of parting.
Good thing he didn’t. It’d be more fun to light the bills on fire.
Which meant he was alone in the Hole. Well, not exactly alone. He kicked his feet up on the seat next to him while he sent messages on his wallet. There was a drink to finish, after all.
Afterward, he settled the final bill, but Zixin only lingered near the bar just to see if the girl would squirm away.
He left soon after. A car picked him up outside. Once settled in the back, he made a call.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
The voice on the other end chuckled. “Yep.”
“I’ll wire you the money. Go light it on fire and we’ll see what burns down,” Zixin laughed as he ended the call.
Afterward, he made another call.
“I’ll call you as soon as it’s time.”
Kiyohito was quite accommodating, which bode well for Zixin. Two unaffiliated Yakuza in Moscow and both were in the business of owing favors to the new head of the Syndicate? He couldn’t plan it better himself. Oh wait. He did.
Kiyohito pocketed the paper and stood. He glanced at the girl on the way out of the Hole, but to Zixin’s surprise, no final words passed between them. He was sure there had been a connection, which was why he pressed into it. The brooding Japanese man wouldn’t have reacted so violently if nothing was there, but Zixin would have bet money on the solidification of parting.
Good thing he didn’t. It’d be more fun to light the bills on fire.
Which meant he was alone in the Hole. Well, not exactly alone. He kicked his feet up on the seat next to him while he sent messages on his wallet. There was a drink to finish, after all.
Afterward, he settled the final bill, but Zixin only lingered near the bar just to see if the girl would squirm away.
He left soon after. A car picked him up outside. Once settled in the back, he made a call.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
The voice on the other end chuckled. “Yep.”
“I’ll wire you the money. Go light it on fire and we’ll see what burns down,” Zixin laughed as he ended the call.
Afterward, he made another call.
“I’ll call you as soon as it’s time.”