#6 So we're thrown together again

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"Sir, this woman is suspicious. We brought her in for questioning," the constable reiterates, continuing to hold the woman in a one-handed armlock.

The woman curses something inaudibly under her breath, still covering her face with her free hand.

"Unhand her. She's not suspicious. She's my friend."

She stiffness hearing Guk-doo's voice, even more so as he closes his file shut and strides towards her, and goes still as a statue when his gentle fingers retract her hand from her face.

"Bong-soon."

He utters her name, sounding exasperated. Her bangs are messed up - he's tempted to adjust them but holds himself back. He must not touch her so casually. Not in his office.

Bong-soon finally resigns to her fate with a huge sigh, looking everywhere but at the man standing before her. One moment she boarded the train to help the woman and a twist of fate landed her here.

"Bong-soon."

She can't relax when he says her name in that slightly gruff tone. He's in the cop mood for sure. and she's in for a lecture. She visited him at the police station only once. If she remembers it's because she turned in an eve-teaser.

Guk-doo lets out a huge sigh. The constable interjects, "Sir, this woman." Guk-doo waves him off with a hand.

"Sit." He tells Bong-soon.

Bong-soon takes the chair across Guk-doo's desk but can't look at him, though she's not the one who should be ashamed of what happened that evening.

A minute passes when the silence becomes unbearable. She lifts her head up and finds Guk-doo in his seat, staring at her pointedly.

"I thought you went home. Where were you? He narrows his eyes looking at the time 11.30."

Bong-soon clears her throat and swallows her nerves. "I wanted to give these papers to the police."

Guk-doo takes the envelope she offers.

"What are these? Where did you find them?"

He's shocked to see the contents inside the envelope, and quickly shoves the documents back inside as Do-young comes to his side.

"Did you look inside?"

Bong-soon shakes her head, a negative response to this question. Guk-doo heaves a mild sigh of relief. Good. She didn't come to know the unpleasant reality of it.

"I figured they were seedy. That woman who gave me looked suspicious and even took off her disguise after I boarded the train."

Bong-soon looks at Guk-doo. His stern eyes focus on her. Uh-oh. Intense cop mode is turned on.

"This woman." His brow is stiff jaw is clenched. "Who asked you to help deliver the package, tell me all about her. Start from the beginning."

Bong-soon tries to talk, her speech interrupted by a soft thud. Guk-doo has placed a recorder on the desk between them. Such a small distance between them; it feels closer than when he pulled her close the other night.

"Speak up, Miss Do Bong-soon. We'll be recording your statement. This is official business."

Bong-soon's throat goes dry. It's that serious? She's not afraid. It's just hard to look at Guk-doo and speak eye to eye after he tried to kiss her the other day. And the slap she gave him was... What, brain, don't recall that now.

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