***spin-off from Fast and the furious.****
His life is Yakuza but she's an outsider. She wanted his love and he needed her loyalty. Will this journey leave her vulnerable to what's coming or will she be forced to fight and will that fight make her...
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I was in my study doing paperwork when I heard yelling. Lana was cursing in Japanese and as I made it further down the hall I see that Kenji was standing with some police officers that had just entered my home without cause.
I didnt recognize any except for maybe one but they had no reason for being here.
"Can I help you." I said trying to remain calm.
"Your Takashi Murakami I presume." The American said. He was calm with a self righteous attitude acting as if he had been given an invitation to interrupt my life. He was pacing around me, studying me as if sizing me up. The Japanese officers with him stood respectively quiet but it was just his demeanor that set me off.
"Thats right and you have entered my home illegally." Kenji was stressed standing off to the side trying to remain calm and Morimoto and Mira were out handling business. "Whats this about?"
We need to check your home for an illegal weapon stash.
"Thats ridiculous. Do you know who i am?"
"I am well aware of your position with yakuza. If you have nothing to hide then you won't mind us checking around." He said as his eyes peered around the room.
The officer with the bat in hand seemed jumpy still I just wanted them gone. I gave the ok for them to look around. I would figure out what to do later.
When he smashed a casing that was on the wall I started to feel like there was a different reason for them being here. The casing that held my mothers komona. It was a personal item that had nothing to do with what they had said they were here for. It was clear that he intended on upsetting me. The only one of us that had tenses up was Kenji which was ready to kill the guy if I had given the order. I held my hand up to calm him. I was curious to see what they were really after.
"This is a nice place you have. Yakuza provide you with funds for such a place or maybe you are involved in embezzlement, fraud, racketeering, or maybe money laundering."
I just remained quiet and let the cop speak thinking that maybe he would spill the real reason for his visit. It was obvious they had nothing on me and this was a game of some kind.
I followed him to my garage as he interrogated me. He finally eyes my 350z. Getting all excited as he runs his hands up and down the hood as if feeling it would provide the actual pleasure of driving it.
"That is a nice fucking car." He yelled as he started pacing around it like it was lunch. "Looks expensive but I suppose it makes sense with all the illegal activity that goes on around here."
"It was a gift." I added not really sure why I felt like explaining myself but the guy seemed to have it out for me.
"A gift huh? What it run at?"
"160 in about 30 sec." Kenji adds puffing out his chest as if his words were meant to provoke the guy. I just glanced up at him in response.
"I always wanted to know what it feel like to go that fast. It must be exhilarating. Like an explosion at the end of an orgasm I'll bet."
