Ch.1
No Justice, Just us.
No Justice, Just us.
When we live, it's like sending a message, mainly saying 'fuck you death, I'm not ready to go' but it also provides a certain warmness, a reason for others to live as well.
-Charles C. Mbutu
Kaden sat. As he had been doing all day, sitting in a simple wooden chair, that creaked whenever he breathed and seemed to strain to hold up his weight. It wasn't that he didn't have a choice, or that he necessarily wanted to, but doing absolutely nothing all day was something that cooled his nerves. It was winter, but not a single shiver was sent up the giants spine, when it wasn't snowing like today, he even liked to keep the window open. Yet another strange habit of the strange Kaden.
Finally, his phone rang, it was something that looked like it was a few years out-dated, with paint chipped off and the screen on the front about ready to fall off. He opened the phone and stood up, releasing a relieved creak from the chair. The man on the other line spoke loudly, so much so that Kaden had to hold the phone arms length away to hear him properly. He responded with a few simple "mmm-hmm's" and closed the phone, heading over to his computer. The giant of a man clicked a few times to access an email account and printed off two sheets of paper. The first sheet held a picture of a small, seemingly Asian woman, and the other contained details about the woman herself.
"Komi"
That was all he read, he would read the rest when he got his partner rounded up. He picked up the old phone again and scanned through the internal phonebook, pressing call when he finally hit the name "Ding." He waited for an answer, tapping a foot and whispering to himself "C'mon Belle... C'mon." But, he would never known that this would eventually turn into something much bigger than him and his parnter.
