𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲𝓬𝓮 {𝙲𝚑𝚞𝚞𝚢𝚊𝚡𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛}

Chapter 42

~No One's Pov:~
"Look for more cameras that were around. Now." Hirotsu looked at a worker.

The worker nodded and began walking away.

The Port Mafia executives, The Black Lizard, and other members were inside the meeting room.

"Chuuya. Tell us people that L/n may know." Mori looked at Chuuya.

"Well... There was that one guy.."

"Go on."

"Some man named Hinode. He was at the Armed Detective Agency for some reason."

"Wait just a second!" Higuchi said. "We had a man with some other men who delivered some ammunition to us yesterday! He had the same last name."

"Is that so?" Mori looked at her. "Did you get the first name?"

"He gave me a business card." Higuchi grabbed something from her pocket and extended it to Mori.

Tachihara then grabbed it and looked at it. "This is a phone number!" He looked at her.

"Oh.. he gave me that too.." Higuchi mumbled and quickly put it away. She then grabbed a card from her pocket and extended it to Mori.

Tachihara passed it to Mori and he examined it.

"Ezra Hinode.." Mori mumbled. "I want files on this man. Now."

~Y/n's Pov:~
"H-hinode?" I was caught by surprise.

"W-what?" Hinode mocked my tone and smirked, "Are you surprised?"

My eyes were wide.

"You really are naive, L/n." He walked over to me, "So gullible."

Gullible? Naive?

"You might as well not even try to get out of those chains. Or even use your ability, nothing will work."

"....How long till we arrive to where I get sold?"

"Eh... don't know. Oh well." He shrugged his shoulders, "It was so easy to talk to you and make you trust me!"

"Asshole."

"Aw, don't be so mad, L/n! You'll say some words you don't mean. Like you said to that Mafia executive named Chuuya Nakahara."

"I did not- Wait, executive?" My eyes widened.

"Wasn't that hard to figure out. He has a gravity manipulation ability. I plan on getting the authorities to track that shithead down."

I felt anger in me, "Don't call him that."

"Oh, you love him that much?"

"Go fuck yourself."

"That isn't any way to speak to your friends, Y/n." Someone opened the door.

My eyes widened. "W-what?"

My dad was standing there. "Who do you think told him about you?" He smiled.

I million things were going through my mind.

He... What?

"YOU FUCKING LIAR!" I shouted. "YOU PIECE OF SHIT, YOU LIED!"

"Served you right." My dad glared at me. "16 years of being in that hell, Y/n. 16 years. You have any idea what they your fellow prisoners do to you? How many scars I earned in there?"

"You deserved it!" I shouted.

He walked over to me and kicked my stomach.

I tried to hold in a cry of pain.