Preserved
Hiro walked forward, following the woman who had transformed from a nurse to a night lady.
There were only five of them now.
The woman led the way while the three men who had changed into new black suits walked behind Hiro as if to build a wall so that Hiro could not escape.
The atmosphere at the airport looked not much different from the international airport in Tokyo when Hiro accompanied his older brother to America last time.
After walking quite a distance at a brisk pace, they arrived at the exit. A black van was waiting for them.
"Didn't you bring anything?" Hiro asked them before getting into the van. It was strange. Though the four people who were flanking him didn't carry anything in their hands.
"Hurry, I told you that we don't have much time," the woman replied while forcibly pushing Hiro's body into the back seat.