Mister Tan seems unphased by Michelle's statements.
"Given that several of you were flying, had destroyed large sections of the mall with their powers" he says, gesturing to the collapsed storefront across the hall, "and even, in the case of that young man on the phone, tried to kill a shopkeeper with some sort of giant cannon, it is perfectly reasonable to fear for my life. Fortunately for me, the rash actions I was forced into caused a pause in your obvious hostilities, diffusing the situation and preventing more people from being harmed through your violence.
"Now, what gang are you talking about? I certainly have no gang affiliations, nor do my bodyguards. Is there some proof you have of me being affiliated with some sort of gang or is it simply that I am of the same heritage of the gang members you apparently fought and killed in the food court?" he asks, sounding extremely offended. "Unlike you and yours, I did no damage to any construction, nor caused any loss of life."
"I do not know or care why the Silvas' came to the stage where they could not deal except through me. I was simply hired to provide a mediator, a middle man for the exchange who would set-up the meeting place and transfer," he says, "far more quietly and discreetly than in any court. Had Mr. Silvas not been so duplicitous, things would have proceeded nearly exactly as planned. That is my business; I am a mediator.
"Now, you may ask the owners about the monetary dealing, but without a warrant, little girl, you will not see my corporations financial information. Despite the ill-turn this arrangement has taken, I take pride in my work and keep the financial details of my business transactions private.
"If you had bothered to speak with the employees at any length whatsoever you would already know that the owner is not even present, nor was he when we arrived. If you can find the owners, I am certain they will readily reveal the amount the cash transaction between they and myself so that they can properly pay the income taxes and sales taxes resulting from the transaction," he says smugly.
Kevin
The detective arches an eyebrow suspiciously. "Alright," he says, taking the phone. "We got a trace at least. At least by tomorrow, Empath should be back to lead the rescue attempt."
You both return to the table to catch the last of the conversation
Everyone at the Restaurant
You notice that despite your best efforts, he keeps an eye on Kevin at all times, smiling slightly when the conversation between the detective and Kevin ends.
"Now, unless the dear detective wishes to arrest me, I will be leaving. And I certainly have no interest in speaking further to this insolent girl-child who should know her place far better than she does. Perhaps there are some dishes she could wash in the kitchen, where she cannot be seen," he says, pausing dramatically. "Or heard."
His arrogant smirk as he stares at Michelle practically dares her to attack him.