Hello again. This is the rest of the chapter I couldn't finish. After this I'll need time to write more, but I hope you all enjoy this. :)

After a long day of setting up for the store's grand opening, Mireille went home. With groceries in her hand, she was ready to cook up a big meal to celebrate with her lover. This was the start of a beautiful new life here in Japan. As Mireille traversed the stairs to her appartment, she started to feel a chill down her spine. She remembered this feeling, and she began to feel nausous. When she got to her door, her heart sank. The apartment door was cracked, and the knob looked severly broken. Slowly, she crept inside the doorway, lowering her bag of groceries to the foor. Opening up the side table drawer, she quickly retrieved her gun. The metal felt cold in her hand. She had thought all this was behind her. Unfortunately she was wrong. How did they find them?

After searching the apartment, she found nothing. Nothing accept a number tacked to her door. Taking the card, she felt weak in the knees and sank to the floor. It had all started again. Even here, in Japan, they were not safe. Screaming, Mireille got up and rushed to pick up Kirika.

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