Chapter 19

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Third person POV:







Akuma watched Zoe and her friends walk into the house, oblivious to the fact that he was watching. He kept his eyes on the girls and tapped his hand against the armrest, thinking.

"Sir? When can we make our move?"

Akuma looked at his top assistant, then looked away. "Soon." He says.

    His assistant stays silent, knowing better than to question his boss. They sit in silence for a few more minutes. After a second, Akuma grumbles and lights a cigarette.

   "When are we supposed to make the trade?" He asks, taking puff.

   "In two days, sir." His assistant replies.

Akuma nods his head and brings the cigarette to his lips again. "And Kazu's whereabouts?"

"Still unknown." He pauses. "If I may ask, why do you care about his whereabouts, sir?"

Akuma doesn't respond. He just chuckles and continues to smoke. The assistant looks at him curiously as Akuma lets out a big puff of smoke before talking.

"I need him to do my dirty work." He says simply. The assistant frowns.

"I thought we did that when you used him to break Zoe?"

Akuma looks at him, a dark and amused look in his eye. "I did. But, she's not fully broken."

"What do you mean?"

Akuma blows smoke in his face. "Kazu forcing himself on Zoe was only the beginning. She doesn't know why he did it." He pauses and closes his eyes, taking a long drag. His assistant looks on expectantly.

"...And?"

Akuma blows out the smoke and smirks. "If she finds out why he did it, she will break completely." He pauses and his smirk widens. "I just need to stretch the truth a bit, in order for her to be completely broken. Besides, isn't that how the Traders like their girls? It makes their movies a little more.....exciting, don't you think?"

The assistant doesn't say a word, but chuckles darkly along with his boss. "And at this rate, we'll have that 30 million dollars in our pockets." He pauses and looks at the House the girls went into. "But, when do we attack?"

Akuma chuckles again and puts out his cigarette. "Like I said: she's not fully broken. She's at the stage of not trusting anyone. Sooner or later, she'll slip up." He starts the car, ten looks over at his assistant. "And when she does, we'll be there. It's only a matter of time, before that happens."

  

     Without another word, Akuma drives off.

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