His eyes went wide with utter and complete shock. How did this person know him, to top it all off, his gang was still very new. He was doing these jobs to raise their reputation.
"How, did, you..." He couldn't finish his words.
Kiro was smiling satisfied at his spot on guess. The man responsible for his death, the man who beat him to death, the man responsible for the death of many of his family members, he meets him at last.
Even though he was tied to the chair, he managed to slightly get up. As if in sync, Felix did the same thing.
Phinix quickly grabbed the knife and thrusted it Kiro's way. Aiming for his head. Kiro had already jumped backwards, he fell on his back completely destroying the chair.
He could hear the thunderous footsteps approaching him. He waited for the man to attack first, he didn't have his eyes, so that was his best bet.
He could only hope his ears worked better and allow him to dodge. Holding the knife with both his hands, he planted it next to Kiro. He'd already swerved to the side to avoid getting stabbed.
The knife got stuck in one of the wood from the chair that littered the floor.
Felix on the other side managed to break his too. Phinix only seemed to have eyes for just Kiro, the person who knew who he was. It was a frightening thing to experience, so he wanted to end the one who knew him first.
Felix managed to take off his blindfold. He was cuffed, but it wasn't difficult jumping over his hands to ensure they were in front of him instead of behind.
He noticed that they were in some sort of steel container, there was only one source of light. The second guy who helped Phinix kidnap them was nowhere to be seen.
"You son of a b*tch, stop moving around and let me stab you." He shouted at Kiro who was embarrassing him completely.
Felix rammed himself against him, he fell a couple of meters away. Giving Kiro the chance to position his cuffed hands in front of him. He finally took out the blindfold and stood besides his friend.
"Hey Felix, you look like sh*t." He joked.
"Have you looked in the mirror?" Felix uttered his first words, for the first time since they've been captured.
Phinix knew he was screwed. So he banged the container wall, no less than a minute later, the door swung open. His partner walked in there. His eyes as wide as slits, he couldn't fathom how everything went so wrong.
"Yes!" He said whimpering.
Kiro was relieved that, at least none on his team were traitors. "Sick bastards. I was only 7 when you took him away. What would he possibly tell a 7 year old?"
"There's an area that's uncounted for. Area 51, this is where they keep undesirables. Though I don't know where and how to get there." Phinix was talking like he had drank a truth serum.
He had even soiled his pants. He was just saying anything that was on his mind.
"The Sanctum is very real. They see all. They know all." He continued to rumble.
Felix had already snapped the other guys neck. He was standing side by side with Kiro. Looking at the pitiful man in front of them.
Kiro didn't feel the slightest bit sympathetic towards this terrible man. He knew things about him, not even he knew about himself. That's why he couldn't let him live, he had to cut the head of the snake right here and now.
He had been given that chance. He couldn't waste it knowing the tragedies he's set to cause in the future.
"Let's go—"
Felix couldn't finish the words, as shock seeped through his entire being. He never thought Kiro was quite capable of something like this. But here he was, having snapped a man's neck with a single kick.
'This isn't a game. It's real life. Never get comfortable with this feeling.' He reminded himself.
He dialed his phone and called the police about the crime before them. They sat and waited.
They were questioned but it was ruled out as self-defence, since they were kidnapped and there were signs of torture on their bodies.
'Area 51? I wonder where it is. I wonder what you knew grandpa. I wonder if you're still alive.' His thoughts were far away as Raul lead them to their car.
He had the most difficult time finding them. The place where they were taken had thousands and thousands of containers.
'Hang on tight grandpa, I'm coming.' He comforted himself as he fell asleep at the back of the car.