" SORRY? You took her to our enemy, and you are sorry? Today you will pay for your indiscretions." The old man said while taking out something from his side.
It was a small knife which he tossed in Benjiro's direction.
" You know what to do. I would have done it myself, but you have served well under me, so I will grant you mercy."
" Grandfather, Please, it was not his fault. You don't have to do this." Aika stood up in front of him, but her knees were shaking.
" Sir," Hiroshi could only utter those words.
" Father" Abe was the same. He had known Benjiro since childhood and sympathized with him, but that meant going against his father.
The old man closed his eyes and breathed for a few seconds before facing Samuel. He locked eyes with him giving him an intense glare.
" Kozo? What do you think? What would you do if you were in my shoes?" The old man asked.
" You are asking me?"
