Turn Of Events

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The next morning I wake up with an aching pain in both of my sides. As I sit up in bed, I groan whilst checking the bruises underneath my shirt.

Reaching for my phone on the bedside table, my lock screen flashes up to reveal no new messages. I double check the text that I sent to Shiu last night, but he still hasn't read it. That bastard is probably sleeping in...

I lug myself out of bed and get ready for the day before leaving my house. Considering the events of last night and the fact that Shiu still remains oblivious, I think I should pay him a visit to inform him of what we've got ourselves into.

I take the metro to Roppongi where I then locate Shiu's apartment building. I take the elevator up and reach his door, but before I knock, I notice that it's slightly ajar. In fact, the door isn't shut at all. I freeze as I notice this and step back, listening for any noise coming from inside the apartment.

Silence.

Did he leave in a hurry or something? I push the door open slightly and it makes a creaking sound as I do so. I enter, and the apartment is a mess. Books have been taken from their shelves and thrown carelessly across the room, every draw is pulled out and emptied onto the ground, it looks like a bomb went off and there was an earthquake simultaneously.

I tiptoe forwards through the mess as my pulse begins to quicken.

"Shiu?" I call out in the living room.

No response.

Maybe he really did have to leave in a hurry, that would explain the mess. I pull out my phone and dial Shiu as I crouch down to the papers scattered across the floor in front of me. I sift through bouts of magazines, chuckling to myself slightly when I find a raunchy playboy one before tossing it back onto the ground. The dial tone continues in my ear, and I listen out for his phone in the apartment.

Silence again.

I guess he really isn't here, but it doesn't really explain why he would leave his front door open. I continue through the mess, walking towards a shut door at the back of the apartment.

I push it open and my eyes greet a bedroom. In the centre, there's a large four poster bed. I blink twice in disbelief as I see what's lying in the middle, not wanting to believe my eyes.

I rush forwards to get a better look, only to find Shiu laying in a pool of his own blood in the centre. His eyes are completely shut, you'd think he was just sleeping if there weren't a clean bullet hole going through the middle of his forehead. Red surrounds his body, his face turned pale and wan.

Shiu, the only thing that's been constant in my life for the past few years, is now gone. I feel tears begin to prick at the edge of my eyes as I watch over his lifeless form, laid neatly in the very middle of the bed.

I step backwards in anger, not wanting to see the scene for any longer. I know this kind of thing is an occupational hazard in our line of work, but that isn't to say that losing Shiu like this doesn't still hurt. I slam his bedroom door behind me as I sprint back out of his apartment, angered by my loss and the cowardly nature of the crime.

I want time to be emotional and mourn, but I know that for my sake, I have to act fast. I take a taxi back to my apartment, I know exactly who would have done this. It had to have been the person who hired me to kill Suguru. Shiu knew who it was, so they decided to get rid of him before he could tell anyone considering the job failed. If word got out that this person had hired an assassin to kill the head of the Geto clan, then the perpetrator would be wiped off the face of the earth without a second thought. Last night Suguru said he knew who was after him, so he's the first person I should contact to find out who did this.

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