Defence

6

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The office was a dark cool tone. Two pieces of furniture to the right side with a framed painting hung above it. Then ahead of him sat a medium sized wooden desk and a thin man behind it. His hair looked neatly trimmed reminding him of his own newly trimmed hair. Secretary Jung’s face was long, no glasses, eyes big enough for anyone to see that he had double eyelids, long eyelids, and a nice refined nose-maybe a nose that had been fixed.

“Ok Taecyeon?” his voice sounded nice, giving Taecyeon the impression that he had a nice general attitude toward people. Taecyeon wondered why his office felt so different from the person he was. “Oh…oh…take a seat.” Secretary Jung half got up from his seat and gestured to the cushioned chair in front of his desk.

Taecyeon nodded and sat down. “Are you going to interrogate me about the imported wine I supposedly stole?”

“In…interrogate?” he repeated.

“Then would you call this an interview?” Taecyeon opposed sarcastically remaining calm.

“Uh…sorry. The boss wanted me to call you in this morning to talk about that.”

Taecyeon wondered why the man was being so weird.

“Do you want a cup of coffee before we begin?”

“No thanks, sir.”

Secretary Jung nodded, “I had the cops retrace the phone call you received the other day but it turned out to have come from a payphone. Who was it that called you?”

“The Director.”

“Ah…” Secretary Jung nodded. “But we can’t trace him for now. Are you sure it was really him?”

“Yes, sir.”

Secretary Jung nodded once more, “Actually, I do believe you but because the Director is on the run right now the blame can only be pinned on the man we caught on camera, which is you.”

“What?” Taecyeon half shouted.

“We’re still on the look for him…so maybe if you remain our scapegoat for a few days…” Secretary Jung began then shushed up once he noticed Taecyeon’s deadly glare.

“I’m not going to be your puppet the next few days to come. This company deserves to go down in fame if the people and its CEO can’t even do their work right!” Taecyeon stood up from his seat.

“W…wait. Hold on!” Secretary Jung called when Taecyeon stepped away from his char. “You can’t leave yet.”

“What?” a frown formed on his face.

“I…I was told to keep you here for 2 hours at most.”

Taecyeon frowned.

“There…there are some things the CEO wants to know about you.”

“Are you kidding me?” Taecyeon wondered.

“Can you…sit back down?” Secretary Jung asked hesitantly.

Taecyeon sighed wondering why the secretary sounded so scared of his own boss. Slumping back down in his seat he stared at the secretary for a long time.

“So?” Taecyeon broke the silence after a minute of his life passed by.

“So?” the secretary asked cocking his head to his side.

“Didn’t you say there were questions for me? Ask them, I’ll answer so I can leave.”

“Uh…yes…yes…” the secretary looked through some papers on his desk making Taecyeon wonder if he’d just told him a lie about the questions.