"Make sure not a single media outlet publishes anything negative about Evelyn this week. I don't care what it costs," William’s voice was sharp, cold, yet laced with exhaustion.

He sat in a private office inside a discreet investigation agency in Minato District, Tokyo. His face had grown gaunt from lack of sleep. Across from him, a man in a grey suit opened a slim folder filled with the latest reports.

“The journalist from Tokyo Daily has been silenced with a donation to their foundation,” the man reported. “And... we’ve assigned two personnel to watch over the perimeter of Evelyn’s studio. They're disguised as a parking attendant and a night...