He walked confidently towards Jake with a hard look on his angular face. His black hair was parted on the left side and slicked down his shapely head.
"You're Mr. Turner?" Kenji asked in an accent that was very similar to Meg's.
"Yes, that's me," Jake replied with the same hard tone his guest had used.
"I understand that you're holding my future wife hostage in your home."
Jake scoffed. "Don't be ridiculous. Do you know what hostage means?"
"Where is she?" Kenji demanded sharply.
"That's none of your concern," Jake responded just as sharply. "She told me that you have been generous enough to pay off her father's debts and also rendered financial help to her family for the past two years."
"That is correct."
"I am going to refund all the money you've spent and add
