"So what did you want to talk about?" she asked, adjusting the black and red silk robe and pulling it over her breast as she sat down.
"It's not that serious. There's just this guy that's after the massage parlour my parents left for me. He offered to buy it but I turned him down, then he tried to threaten me and I think he even sent some of his guys to watch my shop," Yohan replied.
"He sent guys to watch your place…?" Her brows raised up slightly, concern flickering on her face.
"I'm not so sure to be honest, I just saw two weird guys drive off," he confessed.
She thought about it for a moment, "What's his name, maybe I can ask him a few questions…" Helen suggested.
"Hatoru, I think that is his name. He is a small old man, with a slightly bent back…" Yohan continued describing, it took him a while before he noticed the look on Helen's face.
It wasn't shock, it was more like fear mixed with despair and disbelief.
"Do you mean Hatoru Tamada, the mob boss?!" she gasped.
