The poor, dejected lawyer's face fell at the flat response given to him by Hojo. Kidnappers nowadays certainly did have nerve, didn't they? Miles had to wonder briefly if Gumshoe ever had to deal with people like this.

He frowned, a crease forming between his brows as they pressed together. He fumbled with the pistol, cocking back the hammer and aiming at Hojo's shoulder.

"I would appreciate it if you cooperated with my request."