Internal Affairs

Chapter : Three

"Do you think this will stop the truth?"  Park asked the man in front of him "If I die ... There will be ... many other reporters who will ... unmask you guys" he hissed amid his interrupted breath due to a tight rope around his neck.  

 The man in front of him smiled.  Park could not clearly see his face covered in mask and cap. "Speak as you wish while you are alive" said the man "Because the dead will not be able to say much" he added.

 Park grimaced in pain because the neck strap was bound even tighter.  The man in front of him stood with a satisfied smile plastered on his face.  The man snapped his fingers and the two men behind Park nodded and then pulled a rope around his neck.  Park is hanging at the door of his room.

 "Lord Arghhh ..." he shouted when he felt his breath begin to disappear from his body "... will judge the evil one" Park said with the rest of his strength.

 The man in the hat doesn't say anything anymore.  He stood staring coldly at Park's twisted body for the last time.

 "Clean up," he said to the two people who were standing in Park's room.  Both nodded.  One of them put a chair under Park's feet while the other man tied the rope to the foot of the bed.  The man in the hat walks out of Park's room and calls someone.

 "We have eliminated him, sir"

 Phana, who was on the other end of the phone smiled with satisfaction. "Make sure there is no evidence left behind," he ordered in a cold voice.

 The man in the cap nods and walks down the fire escape stairs to "calm down"

 Phana breathed a sigh of relief before turning off the phone.  He put his cellphone back on his bed.

 "Um ..." the little man beside him woke up and hugged him tightly. "Phi Pha hasn't slept yet?"  he asked in a voice that sounded tired and had glazed eyes.  Phana returned to the blanket and hugged the man beside him.  

 "There is a little problem at the office. But Phi has settled it," Phana answered softly

 The little man beside him nodded and put his head on Phana's chest.  Feeling Phana's heartbeat that makes him calm.

 "Sleep again Nong, don't you still have to work tomorrow morning," Phana said, kissing the forehead of the little man next to him.

 "Phi too ..." murmured the little man.  Not long after, he fell asleep easily.

 "Nobody can touch mine ..." whispered Phana, staring at the little man who was now asleep in his arms.  Phana stroked the man's cheek slowly "I will destroy everything that touches mine" he added.

 ****

 Beam sat staring at a building and walked down the page of his cellphone.  He read the news carefully.  A reporter was found committed suicide at his home.  Beam recognized the reporter.  Several times he saw the reporter stop by his place and ask him a few questions about Phana's business.  But there was nothing Beam could tell him.  Phana still does not involve Beam with any other work besides managing the club.

 "Why so serious?"

 Beam turned towards the familiar voice and smiled

 "Long time no see. You look ok," Earth said while ruffling Beam's hair.

 "Ai Asshole!"  Beam protested as he brushed aside Earth's hand and fixed his hair.  Earth sat next to Beam laughing with satisfaction.  Beam and Earth rarely meet.  But today, Beam wanted to provide some documents that might help their investigation with the Jamornhum family.  As much as possible they always avoid digital traces.