Masato cursed to himself as he took the cell phone, almost kicking open the rooftop access door as they approached it.  His heart pounded in his chest, burning his veins as the stress fueled his temper.<em>No!</em>he thought to himself.<em>Calm the fuck down!  Just stay cool and everything will work out.  Stay cool, just.... STAY FUCKING COOL!!</em>Almost crushing the cell phone in his hand, Masato waited for the dial tone to cease and a voice to pick up.<br/><br/>"Hello..." he began with his typical growl.  "I'd, um... I'd like to report a... missing person."<br/><br/>Stepping back out onto the roof, Masato began to pace while Matt searched around.  The sooner they found out who was behind this whole the, the sooner he could get to turning him into pulp.