In the middle of the day, the skyscraper that was the headquarters of Tokugawa Heavy Industries was a bustling mass of activity as businessmen moved in and out of the ground floor lobby. Lucas proceeded to ignore them all as he made straight for the receptionist's desk in the back of the lobby. 

"Good afternoon, sir." The receptionist bowed as Lucas approached. "What can I help you with?" 

"Lucas Okada and associate." Lucas gestured back to Leon. "I'm here to see my father, Vice President Hideki Okada. He still on the 74th floor?" 

"Yes, sir." She replied, quickly typing into her workstation as she recognized the name. "I'll tell Vice President Okada you'll be coming up to see him." 

"Thank you." Lucas said as he gestured for Leon to follow him into the elevator. The ride up to the 74th floor was mostly spent in silence as salaryman and researcher alike crowded into the elevator, with more leaving as the elevator went up until they were the only two left by the time the elevator reached its destination. 

"Good afternoon, Lucas-san!" A middle-aged woman called out to him as he stepped out of the elevator. "What a surprise to see you here! I haven't seen you since you were in high school! Have you been doing well?" 

"Chiyoko-san." Lucas nodded to his father's secretary. "I've been alright. Is he in?" 

"Yes he is. I already told him you were coming up, and his schedule is free right now, so you can go in whenever you wish." 

"Thanks, Chiyoko-san. Give my regards to Shuji." Lucas said before turning back to Leon. 

"Wait here." He said, gesturing to the chairs in the front lobby of the private office. "Don't do anything stupid, and don't worry if you hear me shouting." Lucas narrowed his eyes as he turned towards the office door. "I...don't get along well with my father." 

Knocking on the door, Lucas didn't even bother to wait for a response before entering. 

"Well, boy?" A stern man in his late forties narrowed his eyes, annoyed. "What do you want?" 

"Hideki." Lucas addressed his father, causing the man to glare at his son for his overly-familiar tone. "You do know what your boss is cooking up in this company's R&D labs, don't you?" 

"And why should I reveal company secrets to you?" Hideki replied. 

"Because he's been working on a monster like the ones that've been attacking the city for the past month, maybe." Lucas said dryly. "Tell me, how would you like a promotion?" 

"What are you talking about, boy? Speak plainly." Hideki snapped, annoyed by Lucas's flippancy. In response, Lucas sighed and pulled out his phone, bringing up a picture of Kimeramon that he had taken during the battle on the train. 

"Masashi Takeda is directly responsible for creating a bioweapon. I'm going to kill him. Fortunately for you, as vice president, that leaves you to take control of the company. All I need from you is the keycard that gives you access to the R&D labs and his private office. Also his schedule." 

"And why should I cooperate with or believe you in any way? I'm five seconds away from calling security up here for conspiring to murder my superior, you little ingrate." Hideki snarled, before starting in surprise as Lucas whipped out a police-issue Sig Sauer P230 pistol out of his suit jacket, glaring furiously at his father as he flipped the safety off and pointed the gun at his head. 

"Because otherwise I'll blow your jackass head off and take the keycard off your body. After all you've done to me, you think I wouldn't shoot you?" Lucas hissed, his voice barely above a whisper as he shook in fury. "The instant I got to Japan, you shunted me off to your mother's like I didn't even matter. When she died, you had me rooming with your god damn interns. The longest I ever stayed with someone was with your god damn secretary, and only because she was a decent enough person to see what a jackass you were being to your own son. And all the while my two half-brothers grew up like rich little bastards in the best private schools in the country before you landed them with cushy fucking jobs!" Lucas's voice gradually rose as he continued on until the last sentence could be heard outside of the office. 

"So you think I won't fucking shoot you for failing to do your fucking job as a father and causing me to grew up miserable while your legitimate sons grew up like Kim Jong Un?" Lucas whispered, his hand steady as he leveled the pistol at his father. 

"Are you done, boy?" Hideki said stoically, folding his hands on the table. "I don't doubt that a mongrel child like you would hesistate to shoot your own blood, as loathe as I am to admit my relation to you. You have me in checkmate." Hideki admitted freely, shrugging his shoulders as he reached into his desk, pulling out a keycard and handing it to Lucas. "I only count my blessings that whatever crime you're up to, it benefits me in the end. At this time of day, Takeda-san generally takes lunch in his private office on the floor above us. The keycard will get you through security. Ten minutes from now, I will be calling the guards to tell them that my son held me up at gunpoint for my keycard. Try to get your business done before th-" 

A loud boom reverberated above, causing both men to look up in surprise. However, Lucas recovered quicker and leapt over the desk, lunging at his father, knocking him down to the ground before he pistol-whipped him in the temple, knocking the man out instantly. Rising to his feet, Lucas spat on his unconscious father, kicking him in the crotch for good measure. 

"Call security on that, bastard." He snarled before flipping his pistol's safety back on and tucking it into his jacket. Lucas stepped back out into the front office. "Leon, what the hell's going on? If that wasn't you...shit. Was that Jordan?"