The next words wiped the smile off Taiga's face. His pupils dilated. "What?" he said.<br/><br/>He backed into the room and looked at the computer, a state of the art set up despite being out in the boondocks.<br/><br/>He read the first few lines of the email and then stopped, and pulled out the swivel chair and sat.<br/><br/>It was a massive email, full of files and proofs, things Taiga didn't even know how Mashi had<i>gotten.<br/>
</i><br/>Half his men would go to jail. He'd kiss his freedom goodbye. His loved ones would be in danger of retaliation. There was a diary of his mom's daily habits, for Christ's sake.<br/><br/>Taiga stood up and walked back into the kitchen. With a wave of his hand, the ice evaporated.<br/><br/>He washed the knife, dried it, and put it in the wood chopping block he'd pulled it from. He grabbed the edge of the counter with two hands but faced  out away from it, looking at Mashi.<br/><br/>"Seems revenge is back on. Go ahead," he told him. His voice was quiet. He crossed his heels, meeting Mashi face on. He wasn't a coward, you had to give him that.