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Jeongukk was just done dealing with a man, his father had asked him to.
Cleaning his hand on a white towel, painting it red.
His favorite color.
A cigarette in his mouth, probably only thing he was addicted to. He was distracted by the ding of his phone's notification.
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Father Is it done? 10:12 PM |
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Jeongguk Talked more than he should have. Won't happen ever again. 10:13 PM |
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Father Loose ends? 10:13 PM |
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Jeongguk Seriously? 10:14 PM |
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Father No need to get offended. Next week. Thursday. You'll attend an event in my place as I'm going Hong Kong to seal the deal with Zang. 10:15 PM |
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Jeongguk Location? 10:16 PM |
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Father Art gala. Private event. Invitation only. But there will be a lot of paparazzi. You'll meet Mrs. Xavier there. She is a big fish—deals in cocaine, internationally. Build presence. There are people who need to see you. 10:17 PM |
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Jeongguk Sure. Anything else? 10:18 PM |
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Father Don't act unless necessary. Keep your anger in control. 10:18 PM |
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Jeongguk I always do. 10:19 PM |