Pay With Your Heart
Chapter 379

Chapter 379: “Alain Smith.”

Dan-Han called Tae-Ho who arrived at the location before him. He stepped out of his car and Tae-Ho sauntered over.

“He’s inside.” Tae-Ho reported as soon he approached his boss.

“Anyone with him?”

“No. He’s family is on vacation like you said.”

“Then let’s go.” Dan-Han instructed and Tae-Ho quickly led the way. He wondered who was so important that the boss had decided to pay a personal visit himself at this odd hour of the night, leaving the injured little miss who was currently the boss’ priority, home alone.

He was surprised when he received Dan-Han’s call on a solo mission, no team required. All he received was an address and an instruction to scout the environment. Whoever could make the boss leave his house and wife at this hour either has something to do with the little miss, or had necessary information worth killing for.

“Take the lights out.” Dan-Han instructed and Tae-Ho did exactly as he was told. He went around the house and undid a few connections while Dan-Han stealthily picked the lock. He chuckled at how easy it still was for him to do stuff like this. With the lights out, the security alarm wasn’t triggered.

.....

Tae-Ho handed Dan-Han a gun, but he shook his head and didn’t receive it. He hasn’t come with the intention of killind anybody. He was certain a little scare would get the job done as he had learned a few things about the man on his way here, courtesy of his efficient secretary.

They stealthily climbed up the stairs and entered the man’s room where he peacefully laid, half naked. Dan-Han signalled Tae-Ho who strew a few things to the ground. The shattering sounds instantly jerked the man out of bed with fear.

“Who’s there?” He asked as he snapped his head around while he reached for his bedside drawer.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Dan-Han’s cold voice pierced through the room, frightening the man. He peered around but all he could make out was a frame of man seated on the single arm rest chair in the room. Dan-Han and Tae-Ho were perfectly claoked in the darkness. The only light in the room was the one seeping through the curtains from the street light and it rays barely exceeded the foot of the bed, so they could him, but he couldn’t see them.

“Wh...o who are you?” He stuttered in trepidation.

“Let’s just say I’m the man with quicker access to a loaded gun which I might use if I don’t get the right answers I need.”

“What answers?” He asked.

“Why did you forge Su A-Yeong’s signature?” Dan-Han asked. The man reactively stiffened giving Dan-Han the answer he needed. He had indeed forged A-Yeong’s signature.

“I...I don’t know-” Dan-Han signalled Tae-Ho and he smashed a vase on the floor, startling the man as he slurred.

“Be careful, Mr Yang. I don’t want to take this conversation elsewhere. Let’s say your mother in-law’s place. I heard your wife and kids spends the mid break there. And do not forget my gu-”

“Yes, yes...I did.” He said in a rush. His heart skipped at the mention of his wife and kids.

“Why?”

“Why I... I forged her...signature?” The man stutteringly asked, but Dan-Han didn’t reply his question. He took the silence as a cue to answer.

“I did it save us” He spluttered out.

“Please elaborate.” Dan-Han cooly said.

“She suddenly wanted out. She...she was being stupid and she wanted to call his bluff.”

“Whose bluff?”

“I can’t...I can’t say.” The man vigorously shook his head, his body trembled with fear.

Tae-Ho removed the safety of the gun and at it’s sound the man stiffened. He crawled off the bed and knelt on the ground, and desperately began to beg.

“Please, please. He’d kill me.”

“I’m sure he said that and I know he very much can. But the difference between him and I is, I won’t kill you, but I can’t say the same for your wife.”

Mr Yang crawled forward but suddenly stopped when he remembered a gun was probably aimed at him somewhere. “Please I beg you, don’t harm my family.” He earnestly begged.

“Then answer the question.” Tae-Ho drawled.

“I...”

“Alain Smith.” Dan-Han uttered and the man stiffened like he had heard the name of a ghost.

Dan-Han chuckled when he saw the man’s reaction. Tae-Ho took a quick glance at Dan-Han before returning his attention to the man.

“Do you...”

“What’s he trafficking?” Dan-Han asked another question.

Mr. Yang’s lips quivered as he contemplated answering, but he resumed shaking his head again and continued begging. “Sir, please. I can’t say.”

Dan-Han frowned at his answer. He took the gun from Tae-Ho, as well as a silencer. He screwed it in and fired a shot at the bedside drawer just behind the man, who instantly lied on the floor with his hands stretched out.

“Drugs and ammunitions!” He spluttered out.

Of course it had to be. The boy still hasn’t stopped being reckless and stupid! Dan-Han’s eyes flashed red as his grip over the gun tightened.

“What does he have on you?”

“Tapes. Sex tapes.”

“And Ms A-Yeong?” Dan-Han asked.

“I don’t know. She doesn’t talk about it, but whatever it is, she’s willing to do anything.” The man hastily replied.

“When does the next vessel arrive?” Dan-Han asked, but this time, the answer didn’t come as fast as he wanted to.

“I won’t ask again.” He drawled. His voice sending chills down Mr. Yang’s spine.

“Tonight.” Mr Yang replied.

Dan-Han passed the gun to Tae-Ho and rose to his feet. “Bring him, we’re going to the docks.”

“No, no, no.” Mr Yang immediately protested, but his protest didn’t stop Tae-Ho from yanking off the floor and pushing him towards his wardrobe. The cold touch of the gun barrel against his head made him cooperative as he quickly put on his clothes and followed Tae-Ho outside the house and into his car.