She pulled up a photo. Akira with a big smile on his face, holding up a fish he'd caught. One of those pictures people take on a good day when nothing is wrong yet.
Hiroshi looked at it without saying anything.
"How do we get him out of there?"
Mika shook her head. "We don't. Not yet. You go in there right now and you're not walking back out."
"So what then?"
"We wait. We keep building the picture. We find the weak point. There's always one somewhere if you're patient enough to look."
She opened up more files.
"I'll keep digging from this end. You keep doing whatever it is you're doing that keeps bringing in all that money." She glanced at him sideways. "You still haven't said where it's coming from."
Hiroshi stayed quiet.
Mika lifted one shoulder. "Alright. Not my business. I jus
