MIDNIGHT DAYDREAM

Chapter 13

"Khun Kim, Khun Kinn asks for you," Arm says. Kim hums his acknowledgment. All the fun he had teasing Chay evaporated into thin air.

He ruffles Chay's hair before he gets up. "Be good," he says, earning a snicker from the youngsters. Macau grumbles, "What are we? Ten?"

"You," he points at Macau, "need my permission if you want to take him to satisfy your mischievous behavior."

"My mischievous behavior? You certainly don't know him that well," Macau points his finger at Chay, who then slaps his stomach under the table. Kim shifts his glance to Porchay, who, despite being scared out of his wits, holds his glance back.

"Be good," Kim says again, this time there is an obvious darker hint to his voice that makes Chay shiver.

Kim's demeanor changes when his feet get further from the table. For him, changing his persona is a natural thing. All he needs is a click inside his head. He has been doing this for as long as he can remember. It is only slightly harder than breathing.

Kinn throws a file to him as soon as he sits down. Kim opens it without a hurry, taking in every word and every photo with deep thoughts.

'Chay is here, safe and sound. He can go and finish the work without being driven like a madman.'

"The human trafficker in our territory I've told you about is loading tonight. Usually, I was putting a blind eye to this kind of business, until they started doing children."

Kim's eyes flick to a low-quality photo of children on a truck.

"You want to send a message or you want to bring the whole operation down?"

Kinn ponders for a while. "Our family never deals with trafficking in the first place. Vegas has his own chains of prostitution, but he never has to kidnap someone for it. As far as I know, girls, boys, men, and women, work for him willingly and for good pay. I dislike this and I know you too. Selling children to perverts or as slaves is never ok. I will give you free rein with this. Do whatever you think is necessary to make it go away."

Kim nods and takes the file with him. Kinn has done a good job of spying properly, better than usual. Probably Porsche's influenced because if anyone hates child abuse of any kind, it's Porsche. Kim kind of gets it. Porsche and Porchay's childhood was kind of abused too.

Kinn gave Kim the blueprint of the building as well as routes of accesses and exits. He calls his team for a meeting and brainstorms a way to get in and get out most effectively.

Emotions are running high with this operation. Most, if not all, despise children trafficker. They are the lowest of lowest scum on earth. But emotions in this job can be dangerous as they can cloud your judgment.

Kim had a first-hand experience with that one. When he was in Pattaya and found out that Porsche had shipped Porchay out of Thailand, he went rampage, for lack of a better word. He was out for blood.

What he wanted was Porche's blood, really, for sneaking out behind his back. But even in his mad state, he knew Porsche was off-limit. So he tuned it out to something else. There were days his clothes were soaked with blood. People on the street have a new fear unlocked. The mention of his name, Kimhan, sent people running for the hill.

The last days of that madness were when he was laid between life and death.

And all he can think about back then is Porchay.

After that, he preferred to use his head in combat, becoming more of his old self before Chay. Kim only dirtied his hands when he had to. But even then his hands were soaked in blood plenty of times. But he was fine with it.