"Do not let them lock the cage again Kira."
Ryan Parker spoke the words with quiet authority. He stood amidst the scattered millions of dollars on the Tokyo Dome stage.
Kira stared at the heavy plastic microphone resting on the bearer bonds. Her throat throbbed with raw pain.
"They will ruin my family," Kira whispered. Her voice was barely audible over the ambient hum of the stadium. "Arthur Vance holds the deeds to our land. He owns my sister."
"Arthur Vance holds nothing," Ryan corrected her. He gestured to the mountain of cash burying the director. "I bought the debt. I own the paper now."
Kira looked up into his dark eyes.
"What do you want from me?" Kira asked. She braced herself for the hidden terms.
"I want you to stop bleeding for people who despise you," Ryan answered. "I w
