"The rest of what we got is in the trunk. I'll show you." It took a moment for Dawg to stand...when he did, favoring his midsection, he walked to the rear of the 300C and popped the trunk. Yuki followed him with T-Bone and Bennie J behind her. Dawg stepped aside for her deferentially...she looked down into the deep space and saw several automatic weapons, including ammunition, stored haphazardly with a large wrapped brick. Their heroin shipment.
For the first time, Yuki's expression was no longer neutral. Her face reflected clear and present disappointment. She mused, "You have no swords."
Dawg, confused: "Say what?"
She disregarded his question with silence. After a moment, she considered the brick in the trunk. "What exactly is this?"
Mad Dawg told her. "We were gonna sell it to somebody," he added.
And then Yuki looked into Mad Dawg again. This delivery was of high priority to him, she knew, but there was more. She could feel it...the reason she was here. "Tell me who will be buying this. Tell me everything you know about them. Now."
Without hesitation, Dawg told her everything he could about Antonio Pucci. Where they would be going to make the delivery. How Pucci worked for Nico Roccoli. As he did, Yuki looked inside him and could see into his memories. She saw Pucci --
Instantly, she knew.
Yuki knew that was where she had to begin.
She thought for a moment, and then she spoke. "You will go to your destination for your...deal. I will take two of the weapons you have stored here...but I will still need a sword."
T-Bone nodded and offered, "I know a place where you can get a sword."
A Japanese backsword. A katana. She gazed at the gentle curvature of the weapon and was struck by how...ironic this was.
She walked up to the door of the shop but Bennie J, sitting in the back of the Chrysler, shouted to her with genuine concern, "Whoa, wait! You can't just get it, the place has alarms!"
Yuki stopped, and her eyes narrowed as she looked at the door. She saw the signage that bore warning of the establishment's silent alarm system. She reached out with her senses, and...yes, she could feel it. Electric current connected to the lock and frame of the door.
The woman closed her eyes...and something within her reached out invisibly.
The homeboys looked out from their car, watching. They watched as the woman stood there for a moment...and then she proceeded forward again. She reached the door and kicked it inward in spite of its lock.
No alarms sounded, silent or otherwise.
Yuki walked inside, stepped behind the window, and took the sword that was still in its scabbard. She unsheathed the blade and examined it closely. She did not expect something truly exemplary, and she was not disappointed. The weapon was sturdy enough, but it was forged for the sake of commerce. It was not made for the sake of true combat, and would not withstand such for too long.
For the moment, however, it would be enough. Yuki re-sheathed the katana and walked out. She got back in the car and it took off.
In the back seat, next to Bennie J in his underwear, the woman announced, "We will go to your destination, as I said. But understand this: from this moment you will serve me, and your deal will not take place. You will never meet the one you must deal with."
All three homeboys nodded, without hesitation. Mad Dawg, with conviction, said, "We'll do anything for you, Yuki. Anything."
"I know," she said quietly.
Bennie J thought of something. "Uh...so what's going on? What do you want us to do?"
Yuki looked at him with eyes of resolve. "I will need your assistance...because there are many at your destination I will have to kill."
Then she told them what would have to be done.