Chapter Forty: The Trap of Tomoe:

This was all her fault. Kido Tomoe knew too much about everybody. She just had to go and ruin everything.

Detective Kinmoto cursed himself. Of course, Tomoe would blame everyone for her daughter’s death. No, not just her death. She blamed everyone for her misery in general. Burning down her house and holding up everyone in a miso tofu shop were the final straws. The stabbing of two people was insults to injury. This had to stop.

He made his way to down to the jail cells. Tomoe would be brought here in a couple of hours. What possessed him to get involved with that crazy woman? Kinmoto rubbed his forehead and sighed.

“I always knew this would happen,” he said to himself. The detective turned his head when he heard a woman screaming. And here they went.

“Take your hands off of me!” Tomoe shouted from down the hall. She started up with fighting again. The handcuffs didn’t help.

“Ma’am, please calm down,” one of the cops said. Tomoe looked up at him with demonic eyes. The cop trembled with an odd look on his face.

“Yeah, yeah,” the other cop said. “Move it along.” Tomoe tried to head butt him. He held her in place. It would take about twenty minutes to put her in a holding cell. Detective Kinmoto walked up to his colleagues.

“Thank you, I will take it from here,” he said. The other two cops nodded and walked down the hall. He turned his focus to the angry woman in the cell.

“You just had to go and fuck everything up,” the detective said. Tomoe snorted.

“What do you care?” she asked.

“It’s my ass on the line,” Kinmoto hissed. He quickly looked around. The crazed woman smirked.

“That’s not my problem,” she said.

“Everything is your fault!” he said in a harsh whisper. “Midori blamed you for her dad raping her. You nearly broke up Daisuke’s marriage. I had to steal money from evidence to cover your ass. And don’t get me started on the chief.” Tomoe glared at him.

“You knew that asshole was a screw-up,” she said.

“Why not get divorced?”

“You know that I can’t here. They would all judge me even more.” Tomoe walked over to the bench and sat down. “I hate this town. You’re all a bunch of liars. Even your own wife.”

“You leave Toshiko out of this!”

“Divorce still isn’t final?”

“That’s none of your business.”

Tomoe tilted her head. “That kid isn’t even yours, is it?” Detective Kinmoto stifled a shout. She was not going to let her get to him this time. He had the advantage now. She was the one behind bars.

“They are doing fine, thank you,” he said.

“Heh,” Tomoe said. Detective Kinmoto took a breath.

“Your mess will be a headache to clean up this time,” he said. It was all that Tomoe could do to keep from laughing.

“And the lies keep on going,” she said. The detective gave her a strange look.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked. She leaned back with a smile.

“He’s going to learn the truth,” Tome said. “He’s going to find out everything.” Detective Kinmoto gritted his teeth.

“We will silence him if we have to,” he whispered.

“Ha! Good luck with that,” she said.

“This affects you too, you know?”

“What does it matter? I have nothing now. No family, no home, no money. We’re all going to hell anyway.”

“So you would rather see this town burn with you?” Detective Kinmoto asked. “Have you lost your mind as well?”

“Aren’t we all a bit crazy?” she asked. He gritted his teeth and turned to walk away.

“Yeah, that’s right!” Tomoe shouted after him. “Run away from the truth!” The door slammed shut behind the detective.

He made his way down to the chief’s office.