LAWLESS

CHAPTER SEVEN

Y/N

"You know where your dad is, right?" Sanzu asked. "Just answer us honestly, we don't let liars in."

Gritting my teeth, I answered. "I know."

Kakucho turned on the projector and there I saw a picture of me back in middle school with some informations. "Y/N L/N, daughter of a real estate owner Ms. L/N and promising doctor or a serial killer, Dr. L/N." Kakucho said.

I stood up, I don't wanna hear anything about my murderer dad.

"Sit down." Mikey commanded.

"If you want to talk about my dad, left me out." I told him.

Mikey hold my wrist stopping me. "You said you will help me in any way you can."

"Jerk." I told him clenching my teeth.

"We did a background check on you, damn you are fucking rich for a prostitute." Koko said.

"Why are you doing this? I consider my dad dead, so why..." I sat down and covered my face.

Embarrassing how I am trying my best not to cry in front of them but I still did.

"Your dad, might have the formula or something for a drug we wanted to sell." Sanzu said.

"Shut up, you drug addict. Do you think I am in the mood to talk about your meds?" I talked back glaring at him.

He smirked, veins popping out because of annoyance. "Does being Mikey's slut makes you think you are high?"

I rolled my eyes at him. "You're the one who's always high from drugs."

Sanzu stood up about to hit me. I didn't budge.

"That's enough, Sanzu." Mikey said.

Sanzu stopped and sat again as he try to calm himself. He's so annoying.

"Y/N." Mikey called.

I glanced at him.

"Do you know where your father might hid the formula before he got caught?" He asked.

"I don't." I answered.

"Your father... is in jail, right? Why don't you asked him?" Ran asked.

"Don't wanna." I said looking down.

I don't even wanna talk about him, I consider him dead a long time ago. I am not a daughter of a lunatic woman and a serial killer. They are a huge disappointment in my life.

Rindou sighed. "You are useless then." He said.

I scoffed. "Go to jail and talk to him then if you're that desperate."

The Haitanis are balling their fist, restraining theirselves not to hurt me in front of Mikey.

"Boss... will you really let an 18 year old woman treat us with rudeness like a brat?" Takeomi interfere.

"Does being respected is oldies privilege?" I murmured glancing at him smirking as I saw him balling his fist too.

Mikey stood up. "Y/N, follow me to the next room." He glanced down on me. "Let's try if that shot is working."

•••

Mikey and I went to his office. I roam my eyes, it's just a plain office with a couch and desk.

"You still wanted to work for me?" He asked me.

I nod. "I'll do anything... except related to my dad."