Kevin was starting to feel like a mouse in a mouse trap. He is unable to find his captive, and the language being spoken around him sounded familiar, but made it hard to communicate still. His Japanese was only partial. The crowd of the Japanese city smelled like water, motor fuel, fish, and flowers. If only he could know which way penny went. Cities were large. She could be raped in a alleyway, or stolen right off the street like some child. Which is ironic cause that’s exactly what he did to her. He heaved a sigh. Japan. Why did it have to be full with an assortment of people?<br/><br/>He kicked a can on the road in aggravation trying to satisfy his uselessness. His eyes spotted two men walking and chatting in broken English about a man’s request to kill one of the richest daughters of America. Great! This was at least a decent lead. However, before he could follow them they got into a car and drove off. This was just ridiculous.<br/><br/>His feet continued shuffling past people as they crowd around the end of a sidewalk to cross the street. In fact, he was coming upon the business district which had people in aprons, and suits trying to sell random items to him because he was an American. A lot of the times they used partial English, or Japanese that he actually knew. While meandering the street a woman approached him in clothes apparent to only a Japanese hooker. He just shrugged her off as if the idea was preposterous.<br/><br/>The business district was abundant with foods, and technology that was so evolved compared to America. He was at first lost in the amount of items that were different. He had to tear his eyes away from the items and look at the street. She could be anywhere? Her father would be pissed if his henchmen sent her with a inconvenient boy who gets her killed. The secrets he kept from her...that would be dangerous if she ever found out.<br/><br/>He rounded a corner where there was some commotion going on inside an alleyway. People kept walking by ignoring the commotion as if it was a normal day. But he could hear the shuffling feet, and the sound of broken English which set his feet on fire. He came upon a man that was holding a gun at penny’s head. In fact, the moment he saw the gun his need to protect kicked in. He swiped his feet down on the ground tripping the man and then punched the other man in the face. His hands swiped the gun and shot one of them in the shoulder. The two men were the same men he saw earlier. He should have taken a cab, and followed the vehicle. Oh well..<br/><br/>“ Leave her. “ His words were coming out faster than he could think. The two man walked away. When he turned he could sense the fear on her. “ Hey are you ok? “