Beneath the Surface // Moonsun

Chapter 15

Yongsun POV

The lighthouse on the hill feels different with only the two of us here. Almost like a lonely cottage home and less of a safehouse for a gang of drug dealers.

Byulyi drops her keys onto the kitchen table along with the Hibachi she picked up from a restaurant and disappears down a hallway without a single word. Her entire aura changed on the car ride here from the confident dick she always is to just silent.

I stand in the center of the kitchen unsure what to do with myself. She'd gotten three containers of Hibachi but I'm unsure if any of them are meant for me to eat, but as my stomach growls at the smell of fried shrimp and rice I'm praying it is.

From some distance, I can hear the foaming waves crashing against the shore of the rocky cliff the lighthouse stands on. The lighthouse is so picturesque that one would never expect a gang to operate from it. Just like a farm out in Wilbur.

The Crescent Clan and the police are poking at a bear. I'm just hoping we don't get mauled by it.

"Okay," Byulyi comes back from down the hall in cutoff gym shorts and an oversized t-shirt with a stack of papers in her arm. "We talk and eat." She sits down at the head of the table and nods for me to sit adjacent to her. She begins picking apart the plastic with nimble fingers, dark eyes narrowed with her focus. "I fucking hate the knots they put in this."

I reach over, nudge her hands out of my way, and jab my thumb into the plastic, tearing it apart. "Which one is mine?"

She scoffs. "Well I could've done that you animal. You must be hungry. Ah!" She pushes out of her chair. I watch her stroll to the refrigerator with wearing patience. "Beer? Tea? Vodka?"

"Water, please." Byulyi pulls two beer bottles out of the refrigerator and sets them down on the table. "I said 'water'."

"These are for me. Get your own damn tap water."

She slides a box over to me and I immediately crack it open. Water can wait. I can see her stupid smirk from my peripheral as I use the chopsticks to stuff the food into my mouth.

"What do you know about Lin's Clan?"

"They're a pain in the ass." I say around the food in my mouth. "Meticulous. Greedy but not greedy enough to get caught."

"All unresolved robberies and murders are attributed to Lin's Clan according to the Newport County police reports you gave us."

I nod, glancing up at her. "Crescent Clan represents two-thirds of all drug transaction in our county. Lin's Clan is the other third as well as all armed and unarmed robberies, murders, and ransoms."

Byulyi's mouth rests in a thin line as she toys around with the lid of the styrofoam box. She drags a short nail down its surface, carving into it.

"Robberies and ransoms are dangerous games to play." She mutters half to herself. "One of the reasons I don't play."

"Well, Lin's Clan is good at it and more than willing. I'm pretty sure the only reason they haven't knocked your gang off is because they don't deem you as a threat."

Byulyi's finger stills on the lid. "Our gang."

"Sure."

I figure it isn't going to continue to be a gang for much longer. Taliah is proof that Lin's Clan is trying to encroach upon Byulyi's drug territory which would quickly send her gang into irrelevancy.

Even worse, I'd assume Byulyi would want to keep that from happening but fighting Lin's Clan is a losing game. The way they've kept themselves secret for so long proves they probably have enough intel to rule this town. They probably already do.