THIRD POV
Twenty-five minutes later Moon walked through the front doors of the Grand Hotel. She felt much better after a bacon sandwich and a cup of coffee. It was eight o'clock and Taehyung was waiting for her. There were a number of comfortable sofas and chairs near the front desk, but at this time in the morning not many people were around. I've got us a room," said Taehyung, leading the way to the back of the hotel. " It's the wells room-named after H.G. wells, the famous writer.
" Did you know that he lived near here-between the Dague down two and Folkestone in this South Korea? He stayed in for a while here?" No," said Moon, her voice uninterested. Soon they come to a door with the word " wells" on it. Taehyung opened the door. " It's not a very large room," he said. " The Hotel used it for small meetings and parties."
" It's Fine," said Moon looking around. There was a table in the center of the room and four chairs down each side of the table. Moon took a chair and waved a hand for Taehyung to sit down too. "OK," said Moon. " What have you got?" " The dead woman is Maria Kim," said Taehyung. He took a piece of paper from inside his jacket and looked at it. " She's from Busan, but she lived here in Dague
. She was here with three other people from a company called MMM- Eren Music International. They're a music company from Seoul. They use the hotel for meetings from time to time. " Who are the others?" asked Moon. Taehyung looked down at his piece of paper again." James Eren. It's his company.
And there's Hyunjin and Dami, Bangchan," just then door opened. Aman came into the room and stopped. He was tall, in his early forties, clean-shaven and good -looking. He was well dreesed: expensive dark grey suit, clean white shirt and black tie. Moon almost smell the money. The man looked at Taehyung, and then at Moon.
" I'm James Eren" he said to Moon.James Eren
Hyunjin