Business

[Lucas]

Roughly a dozen men behind me. Loyal men, part of the same Organization as I. We're all carrying firearms and spare ammunition. This isn't the first time that we are doing this, in fact it is not even the first time that we are doing this today. It is part of our job, I think. No, let me correct myself. It is part of what we consider right. Every single one of us knows what is about to happen, yet we wish that the people inside the building don't.

There's a large, white door with a golden frame infront of us. As I open it, I realize that it is an oldschool wooden door with a very nice touch to it. It feels quite luxurious, but that is to be expected of a mansion like the one we're now entering. It is quiet. No one is saying a word, no one is making any unconventional moves.

I give my men the signal. They all take their loaded firearms into their hands, carefully observing everything around them. We all know that we cannot do this without caution. Of the men, three now walk in front of me, 2 to each side, the others following my every step.

The men infront open another door. It leads to a poorly lighted room with a large table in the center.
4 Men sit at the table, slowly turning their head toward us. They realize what is about to happen, I can tell by the expression in their faces. I look at them for a few seconds. There is nothing to be said to these people, and they have nothing to say to us.

I turn around and look at the men that have, once again, gathered behind me after entering the room.There is nothing left for me to say except "You may proceed" as I leave the room. I hear countless gunshots and the voices of the people at the table, screaming in pain. After a few seconds, the silence from before returns. All that is left are my own footsteps, and those of the men a few meters behind me.

We leave the house. I turn around to take a last glance at it before one of the men lights it on fire. This job is done. We move back to our ships and take off to the Golden Dragon. All that is left to do is to tell the relatives of the people we just disposed of about what happened: You don't mess with the Hogosha. After that, I'll finally be able to enjoy the finest sake that the Casino has to offer, as every day in this business.