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Chapter : 03

8 years ago.

"Stay back! Stay back, or I will not hesitate to kill you."

"Are you sure?"

A man dressed in a black leather jacket and a pair of ripped jeans asked in a mocking way from the man who was pointing a gun at him with a death glare but with trembling hands.

"Okay, then bring it on! Kill me"
He yawned and leaned back on the office chair, pretending he was about to go down for a nap because this wasn't exciting enough for him.

"Please, let's stop this. Don't do it. I swear, I know nothing about that deal! Just stop barging into my house like this! My family will be back soon. Just leave us alone."

"I am afraid that we are too late to leave you alone. You should have thought about the consequences before you started to scout our customers for Gerald."

"Agust listen... It's not like that! See, I didn't do what you---"

"Save it! You fucking asshole!!! Do you know the harm you've done? We lost the deal. Three of our cargos were sealed by customs! Dad was going crazy. He trusts you the most, and that's how you repay us. You bite the hand that feeds you!"

"Agust, so for real, you are thinking this is right? Are you thinking what we are doing is right? Yes, I had also worked for the gang for eighteen years, but I can't anymore! I can't wash off the blood that keeps drenching my hands anymore."

"Oh you! Wanna-be-good guy, why so suddenly? After eighteen years, why now?! You want to be a man with ethics, huh? You are fucking funny, man."

"I tried my best to explain things to him. The amount of time I spent talking to him about this was uncountable. Agust, he was asking me to persuade those Italians with some innocent lives. Did you know how your father makes things work out when things don't go the way he wants? Haha, you don't know because you never bothered about how things get done. All you care about is having your share and wilding your youth."

"My fucking god! Why the heck are you talking like a saint? Haven't you been involved in such things all your life?"

"You are also like your dad. Maybe you will turn even worse, Agust! Man, I might have done everything the organisation asked for, but I wasn't able to fulfil his last order. I am a father with a teenage daughter. Fucking hell! How can I? My MiHo is the same age as those girls. So how can I? I didn't scout the clients out or do anything to break the deal, but I just let go of those girls your father kept hostage to use as scapegoats."

"Girls? Hostages?"

"See, you don't even want to believe what you are hearing. Yeah, that's the truth. That shithead of your father was trying to console those bloody old Italians with six young girls who are just around 16. Don't tell me you never realised how those news stories about girls getting kidnapped in our territory never caught your attention. Just think, Agust! Open your eyes and use your brain. Who do you think will ever dare to invade our territory and do such things? It's our gang itself!"

"Wait! Don't fucking lie. I know we run some illegal businesses, but we never engage in human trafficking."

"Son, you know nothing. You have been here for around three years only, but I have been here all my life. Tell me exactly what you think about the business we have been doing all these years.

"We are dealing with unauthorised medications that the government forbade in Korea."

"Sweet child! Agust, we are not dealing with unauthorised medicines! We are a fucking gang of drug and weapon dealers. You are just 19! So you are thinking all these fun and heroic things because Daniel has never made you meddle with the real stuff yet. He has been observing you ever since you came to Seoul from Busan. Just wait until you turn 21, then you will be an official member of the organisation, and that day you will know what I said! And also, you will know why your mom has to raise you in the countryside all alone."

"You are fucking lying because you know dad already ordered to get rid of you from the gang! You are just hurt."


To the young man's surprise, the older man started to chuckle.


"So he issued my death warrant already! That man has no roots. Getting rid of the gang means getting killed, Agust. There's no way he let me live. I know too much to live away from this fucking organisation."


"What are you talking about?"


"I would love to tell you in detail, but I have no time."


"What are you doing? Why the heck are you stuffing that bag?


"I should leave."


"You fucking think I will let you?"


"Oh boy, I appreciate your bravery, but you don't know what I am capable of. So without making me this hard, I wish now you leave my house."


"So should I listen to you? Hell no! Dad, ask me to come here and make sure you will not escape before he comes to see you."


"Don't make me do something we're both going to regret, Agust. Stay away from this. Don't you ever realise why your mother never let you see the man you call dad until the day she passed away?"

The older man threw a question at the young man who was standing against the doorway, scanning his every single movement. He was just stuffing some documentation into a backpack in a huge hurry, and then he opened up a locker and pulled out a pocket pistol out of it.


"They have been a divorced couple since the day I remember."

The young male answered, but his breathing got erratic because of the question he was being asked by the older guy. It pulled some uneasy feeling all over his body. The older man madly chuckled and wrapped up his packing session. Then he grabs his keys in a hurry to walk out, but the younger man of the two just jumps on him at an unexpected moment.


"Don't tell me I make this little guy feel hurt by talking about his mom and dad."


"Shut that bloody mouth! You moron"


"Agust, you are such a pathetic man! You don't know a single thing about the guy you're tailing behind and calling your father. It's not because our parents are divorcees. Your mother never let you see Daniel because she doesn't want to introduce you to her rapist!!!"

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