
From above the balcony Larry looked at the sky that had turned dark. Having just seen a star studded, now his fingers touch the drops of water that come down from there. The weather is erratic. The sky is sensitive.
Speaking of sensitivity, his sense of smell is also not inferior. Breathe in deeply and exhale again. He docked his head percolating the scene that was lately dizzying.
Something happened to bring him back to that moment, the discovery he had made in Jeju. It was clear in his memory that it was something real, his sense of smell was the best of all the senses he had. The chances of him having a mistake are Zero.
Larry twisted it to fit everything in his head, like a puzzle. But something is missing from there. Finding the missing part, it might be difficult. First, he was afraid. Second, he did not want to.
Disaster for him, if it really happened. However, for what reason would he live in ignorance if he could find the right answer. He reached into his pants pocket, picked up a box of cigarettes that he had not seen since when he had just seen them again.
He did not stop, just a few days of his busyness made him forget. Placed at the end of his lips, ready to meet an old friend, fire. Larry turned the silver iron match, opened it and closed it again. In the end, he burned it. Dissolved in pleasure.
After an hour of reunion, Larry went back inside, closed the glass door and pulled the gray curtains. Get downstairs to see his bodyguard. On the stairs, he called out to one of the people standing guard.
"Call Wi jun up."
The bodyguard nodded and went to call the person in question.
Hanga a few minutes, Wi Jun came. Wearing casual clothes, he smiled slightly as he nodded to greet the person in front.
"Jun, find out Valerie's activities a few days after returning from Jeju. Find everything! No one misses."
"And, I need you to spy on Darren!"
The instructor was obligated to obey but, he was a little worried. To figure out a woman's activities for him is no problem. In fact, right now he can give Larry a full report. Just day.
However, what was he worried about while spying on Darren? how is he up to it? Even Rey and Hyuk's bodyguards have great respect for him. The truth is, he won't be able to find anything related to Darren.
Worst thing, he'll be caught soon. He can't tell Larry. What can I do, just investigate.
She went.
Slowly, he had to reveal everything slowly. Being in a hurry will lead to a fatal mistake. The truth that was revealed, probably wouldn't be as simple as he found it.
"You lying or not saying it? The moment it opened, whether I would smile or shout furiously, I also did not know. To me, you're an important person but to you what am I?"
Larry saw a picture of himself and his friends. There they smiled as much as he did. For a moment, he put the picture frame back in front of him and stood up.
Not quite a step up to the door, Larry turned back and took a picture frame. He looked at her for a while and slammed her in the drawer he had just opened.
Brakes
The picture frame was already lying there, before he left on the lid of the drawer loudly.
Finding that he could not be ordinary, he cursed inwardly. He was still in the process of guessing, what if it was true?
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After a few days he stayed home. Wi-Jun came to inform him of his investigation. Before he opened the door a doubtful look on his face. Unlike Larry who was in the room, he hoped this time it would work.
Wi-Jun starts to step open the door to Larry's office, bowing when the owner sees him. Larry stood up and moved to the sofa. Wi Jun looked at it and followed it then stood in front of the table.
There were no documents in Wi jun's hands, Larry furrowed his brows. He is skeptical, turns his head around and looks into Wi Jun's eyes asking for an explanation. Larry tried to calm down but his hands clenched to the side.
“What do you get?” ask Larry.
“Sorry sir,”
He bet that this was the word he disliked the most.
“Do not apologize, I want a report about both!”
“I really can't find anything, sorry sir.” again.
Although he did not want to admit, his report was nil. He could not find anything related to the two. Either it may be hidden or it is basically nothing. Both Valerie and Darren are clean. There is no outside interaction nor in their friendship. Suddenly Larry picks up his phone after thinking of another possibility.
Pressing Hyuk's number and making a call. However, the person on the phone deactivates the phone. He knocked on his desk. The shadow of the past floated in her memory, as Valerie told herself she was married.
Could it be real? Or just joking around like I thought?
He was so worried about what he would face. Larry tries one more foot, he presses Kang's landline phone number.
Someone said across the phone.
Larry guesses the woman who received his call was Hyuk's residence's unifier. From his tone of speech, his age might be around 20s?
"Is Hyuk home?"
Ask Larry directly.
"Yuk? Tu-u-mister Hyuk? Ah, sorry who are you?"
Hyuk's?
"Brake!"
Say him firmly.
"Wait a minute, Mr. Larry, I'll call Hyuk's bodyguards."
Larry raised his eyebrows next door, awkward to hear the housekeeper calling Hyuk as master.
Why am I hearing it so uncomfortable?
For a moment, someone spoke.
"Mr Larry?"
"Yes!"
Larry knows the voice, he's Hyuk's personal assistant.
"Mr Hyuk is on duty out of town, maybe about 3 days."
"Maybe? You're not coming?"
"No sir, Mr. Hyuk is with Miss Luna Kim."
Kim Luna? His name is not foreign, who.
"Kim Luna? She who? Hyuk's girlfriend?"
"The engagement of Mr. Hyuk, the son of the minister of education."
Huh! I recall.
"Oh, okay. If he comes to deliver my message, I can't call his cell phone. It seems he's busy."
"Good sir."
Larry disconnects it, puts his phone on the table.
"Hyuk is back with Kim ji won and he didn't say?"
Larry smiled, he had a reason to see Valerie. Hyuk, sorry. I have to use this news to find the truth. This time he called Valerie. Not like Hyuk. Her friend's phone was active but the woman didn't pick it up.
He tried again, getting bored. Then he decided to send a voice message. Valerie would be surprised if she saw the number of calls just now.
The voice mail Larry sent.
‘Where are you? Someone wants a tightrope. You'll be interested in hearing this information. Come see.’
Larry also sent some text messages, just in case his voice message was not heard.
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