"A yakuza hideout? This is practically Gabriel's wet dream."
Julius stepped out of the car with the same energy one would have with a mildly inconvenient dentist appointment.
The building in front of him was exactly what every stereotypical crime drama would portray, with men in suits walking around with tattoos peeking under their collars.
If Gabriel were here, he would have been ovulating with excitement.
Julius merely gave the entrance a bored look.
The driver shoved him forward, as if expecting resistance, but Julius didn't even stumble.
He was guided deeper into the building and finally pushed into a spacious tatami room. Sitting at the far end was a man with slicked-back hair, an expensive suit, and a dragon tattoo down his neck. Several lieutenants stood behind him. The setup practically screamed "boss meeting."
Julius stifled a yawn.
"This might be the most traditional kidnapping I've experienced. Points for atmosphere."
