Keep hiding in the dark

"I'm pretty sure you guys are already at the edge of your sit. I'm sorry if you were in a important situation but earlier but the earlier we solve this the earlier the damage can be control," Jack is already giving me confusing look.

"One of us or maybe some of us have been carelessly talking about Reaper Society in public or anything related. Rumors are already spreading around but luckily they don't know our society name yet. We are still hidden in the dark but they will try to discover much deeper. They think that we are related to every cases of missing people which is true. In the meantime, avoid saying anything related about us and if it's that important, talk in this mention. Whoever is the reason of this cause will be face punishment. Don't even dare to escape. We all know how ugly things can get if you decide to runaway," I announce it loud and clear. Fear struck on everyone faces. They probably trying to remember if they're the one's who did it.

"W-what punishment will they have to go through? Is it d-death?," A teen man stutters while trying to cover up the panic on his face.

"Hm? Did you the one who did it? I mean why are you stuttering? No, the punishment is not death obviously. I'm not that mean. I have my eyes on you," I gave him an evil smirk and Jack softly hit my elbow signaling me to knock it off scaring everyone.

"Carry on," I grab my food and walk upstairs heading to my office with Jack following behind.

Jack sits on a velvet chair. Police Department already gave me tons of security footage and fake investigation interview voice recording. I'm trying to figure out who let the words out so easily. Jack starts walking towards me and watches the security footage too.

"I don't get it how would they know or figure out," I rhetorically said.

"None of them are saying anything related to us"

"You haven't hear any from our clients conversation out of this building"

My face lit up at Jack's idea. Before I could even ask him, he already request Police Department to gather every conversation they were able to record relating to our clients. Including secretly interviewing them.

I stand by a enormous window facing the gates of the mansion. A light is seen from far in the woods. Soon enough the light arrive in front the gate. A reaper opens up both of the gate allowing our guest to drive in. Jack stood beside me and hugs my waist as he guides me to our discussion table. A knock at door is heard.

"Come in," I allow. Jack's thumb brushes the back of my palm softly. Our client walks in and sits down. A pair of old couple but known for their richness. How irony.

"What is it now?" A elderly woman rolls her eye. She's not going to have an eye if she keeps going on being so arrogant.

"Ma'am I think you need lower your arrogant because I'm pretty sure your money isn't going to save you later," I smile with evil and Jack is hiding his smirk. Jack is too nice to people sometimes he doesn't know when to draw the line but whenever his angry not even God or Satan himself is able to save . The couple's face is already changing. They forgot for a moment that Reaper's Society is much powerful than them.

"Let's get business done fast shall we?"