My Star From Another Star

11 - Harry is scary!

"So this is the Geumga Plaja?", she asked.

"Plaza. P. L. A. Z. A. PLAZA. not plaja", I corrected.

"It's the same thing", she shrugged her hand in air.

"But why is it so calm?", I started looking around and my eyes landed on the people looking at the plaza from the glass railings above.

I almost fell on my feet. They scared me. Why are they all looking at it with such desperate eyes and that too standing one after another.

"Oh. It's the building owner!", someone finally noticed our presence.

They all quickly came down and greeted us one by one.

"I am an Italian chef", he shook hands with me.

"I am the piano teacher."

"I am a dance teacher."

"I own the Snack Bar."

"I am Mister Nam from Jipuragi Firm."

"We are the monks of the Buddha Temple inside."

"I am officer Go. Nice to see you again General Park", he shook my hands.

I was greeting hands with him but once I realized what he just said my eyes quickly widened. "Officer Go Cha Young? What? What are you doing here?"

"Ahh", he gasped. "Did I forgot to tell you my wife was pregnant. She is the one who owns Snack Bar. I had to leave DMZ and come to stay with her."

"Yeah", his wife smiled.

I quickly pulled Go Cha Young towards me and whispered in his ears,"Did you tell anyone about Ha-Neul?"

"No. I swear", he said in a low voice.

That's a relief.

"Woah. It's nice to meet you again Officer Go", Ha-Neul shook hands with him.

"Who? Who is she?", the piano teacher asked.

"Annyeonghaseyo. I am Ha-Neul. I will be your representative for the Geumga Plaja issue", she smiled brightly.

"It's not as easy as it sounds", Mr Nam sighed.

"Let's talk inside", the chef said.

We all were sitting in the restaurant owned by the Italian chef.

"So you mean the lawyer who fought your case died 3 days back?", I asked.

"Yes. It was a clear murder but news channel covered it up as suicide", Mr Nam said.

"That's so disheartening. May he rest in peace", I sighed heavily.

"We need to know the details of the case in order to win it", Ha-Neul said.

"Yes. What exactly is happening. Who are those people and why they want to demolish the plaza?", I asked.

"The Babel group. They want to build their Babel Tower here. So many tenants have already left the building. They keep on black mailing us to leave this place. But we have no where else to go. Where would we live? This plaza is our home place and work place", the older monk said.

"It's okay. Trust me. I will win this case", Ha-Neul stood up and tapped the table.

"We can trust you but it's not easy. It's like putting your life on stake", the Snack Bar owner said.

Before she could say anything, someone came inside with a lot of cans.

"See I brought some drinks", he said.