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I exhale slowly.
Thank fuck.
It means she’s not in the danger I was worried about. She’s just hiding.
Well, she can hide as much as she wants.
I’ll always find my Kitten…
“Thanks, Ares,” I say, my shoulders relaxing. “I owe you one.”
“Don’t worry about it. Oh, there is one other thing my guy mentioned. I don’t know if it’s important. Although Takato himself is in Japan, a private jet registered to Ito Enterprises took off from Westchester Airport outside New York six hours ago.”
My whole world turns to ice. My face freezes and my muscles clench as something vicious snarls in my chest, rattling the bars of its cage and demanding to know if Fumi was on that plane.
I end the call. Slowly, I turn to Hideo, whose face is as stoic as mine as our eyes lock.
“What was it you were saying?” I growl. “About lone wolves?”
His lips curl darkly. “They’re excellent hunters. Because they don’t kill for the pack, or to mark their territory, or to feast.” He pauses a moment, making sure his words sink in. “They kill because it is necessary for them.”
I nod. “Mr. Yamaguchi,” I growl quietly. “I need you to tell me everything you know about Orochi Ito.”
The Hato-kai have enough local authorities bribed that Fumi’s passport didn’t ping once Orochi’s private plane touched down in Kyoto. But it did register as leaving the US via the Westchester Airport. And the smart-camera outside my front door that recorded a van pulling up and yanking Fumi into it would highly suggest she didn’t do so willingly.
It also suggests that I’m about to spill the blood of everyone who had a hand in taking her.
Taylor is standing with her arms folded in front of the helicopter that’ll take me to the private airfield when I step out onto the roof of Crown and Black.
My head shakes side to side, my jaw grim as I storm toward her.
“Don’t even fucking think about trying to dissuade?—”
“Do you love her?” She eyes me. “I don’t mean for what she does for your campaign. I mean do you love her, Gabriel?”
“If you made me choose between you, Alistair, and her,” I growl, “I’d pick her every time. I love her.”
Slowly, she grins. “Good.” She steps aside, gesturing to the chopper. “Then go fucking get her.”
31
GABRIEL
You’re a wolf, Mr. Black.
Tonight, I move like a shadow. It’s not like I’ve spent every weekend of my adult life killing in the name of correcting justice. My executions are few and far between, and I reserve them for extreme miscarriages of justice.
Still, over the years, I’ve become quite good at what I do.
Remaining unseen. Leaving no trace.
Killing silently, if need be.
Dressed all in black, my face masked with a balaclava, I drop down silently from the wall and into Orochi Ito’s compound on the outskirts of Kyoto. I would assume his guards are usually much more attentive, and under normal circumstances, I’m not so sure I could pull this off.
But these are not normal circumstances.
I’ve “prepared” Orochi’s men for my arrival. During my flight here, I had several packages and guests arrive at the front gates of Orochi’s stronghold. The first was a children’s party clown who handed out candy to the men on the front gate. The second was a delivery of beer. For the third act, I hired three women to streak past the front gates, blowing kisses to the guards and throwing their panties at them.
