Escaped... Yes, for sure. His light eyes narrowed upon sighting the couple in suits at his heels again. They were like hounds... They'd follow him everywhere, anywhere, even to hell itself and back. Even then, he pretended not to notice. With the elegance and silky smooth moves so typical for his self, he moved towards a small store, and while he picked up a magazine and pretended that his eyes followed the lines of the words, he carefully watched them. They weren't even<span style="font-style: italic">pretending</span>not to be looking for him, just quickly hurried towards him...<br/><br/>For a moment, everything went black. The page of the magazine slipped from his fingers...<br/><br/>He was sitting on the leather chair of the taxi once again, checking the progression of his stocks on his phone, only every now and then looking up. But before the car would drive to the airport, his hand, appearing near the steering wheel, stopped the driver.<br/>"Please, go right. I have changed my mind... Could you drive towards the business center?" he inquired silently, receiving a curious gaze, followed by a nod. The car's direction changed. It didn't appear as that much of an irrational request - after all, just a moment ago, he was studying the state of his wealth.<br/><br/>Shortly after, his hand, sliding down to the handle of the door, opened his way out, leading towards a tall skyscraper. Its windows reflected the tangerine and amber clouds of the early morning, softly colored by the light of the sun. His steps lead him towards the building, but not into it - instead, he walked right past it, and a number of other ones just like it. Blending into the crowd of scurrying and hurrying businessmen was an easy feat for a man of manners and class like himself. No one would have noticed him. And yet, someone... The eyes behind the black glasses that have always been glued onto him were on his back again.<br/><br/>Was there really no way to get away from those eyes?<br/><br/>Without changing the direction of his steps, the world around went black.<br/><br/>He wavered, all of a sudden in a completely different environment.The buildings weren't as tall, and less cars passed by. Everything was completely different than the front of the business center. He must have gotten to the other side of the town...<br/><br/>Such a large displacement. His knees, for a moment unable to support his weight, failed him, and he hit the ground with the palms of his hands, drawing and releasing heavy breaths. His head was spinning...<br/><br/>The people in the black suits weren't there anymore, though. They were nowhere to be found in the current line of his memories - one in which Misao told the taxi driver to bare left, not right, and drive him somewhere else. There were two places he couldn't go to anymore - the industrial part, and the airport. At least not yet, while those two were watched. It was too dangerous. The border between the industrial and residential part should be somewhat safer. Even the 'shadows' weren't so reckless as to kidnap someone amid people. And while he would keep in the crowd, he should be quite safe, then.