"Akio,please give me a reply."Mark said,lifting Akio's face and looking directly into his eyes.However,Akio refused to speak.
"Please.Give me time to think."Akio jerked Mark's hand off his face.
"Didn't they torture you?Didn't your own brother molest you? Then why do you care so much about them? One phone call and their game is over."
"And so would my family."Akio replied.
"Why Akio? Am I not your family? We always have each other's backs,don't we?"
"I want a peaceful life.Sending my own family to jail would be so disgraceful.Think about it."Akio persuaded.
Mark began to walk back and forth around the room."But they will get you killed in no time."He explained
"Dying for my family is an honor."
"Oh,can you please stop rambling those cheap novel dialogues?I mean,it is smothered over the face,the fact that you want to see them captured and killed."
Akio had no reply.He simply kept on staring at Mark,who seemed to be illuminating hope. "Ok.I will state the facts to the police."
"Are you sure you won't backstab me?"Mark asked.
"I give you my word for it."Akio replied.
"Ok.The Police will reach here tomorrow.They are searching him everywhere."
"Ok.See you."Akio began to tear up.
"Don't cry.Tomorrow is a big day."Mark said before he left.
A short while after Akio left,Two of those accomplices entered the ware house.
"Let's go to your destination."One of them grunted.The guards proceeded to pick up Akio and carried him to the car.Akio tried to escape but in vain.He had started to get second thoughts in his mind. "Are they actually going to kill me?"He thought to himself.