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“We’ll be ready. Thank you.” Placing the pistol back on the nightstand, he rubbed his hand along Chin-sun’s exposed shoulder. “Wake up, gorgeous,” he whispered. “Mm… good morning, Scott,” she breathed as her eyes fluttered open. “What time is it?” “A little before six,” he replied, glancing at his watch. “Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes, then we’ll go to the airport. Why don’t you wash up a bit in the bathroom across the hall?” “That sounds delightful,” she smiled. “I do not have anal time for a full bath, but it will be so nice to wash my face…” Scott began to dress himself, slipping on his boots and making sure his silenced pistol was secure in his coat pocket. Chin-sun followed suit, putting on her clothes from the night before. Once they were decent, they opened the door to the hallway and Chin-sun headed for the bathroom. Scott strolled into the kitchen, catching a whiff from the pot of rice cooking on the stove. He then walked into the den and was about to take a seat in a chair when he noticed a cold draft. Looking around, he saw a bit of light shining in from the direction of the front door and decided to investigate in case Myung-dae needed his help with anything. But as he rounded the corner into the entryway, his eyes went wide at seeing their host speaking with a man at the door in military fatigues. As Myung-dae walked from the guest bedroom and turned toward the kitchen to check on the rice, a knock came at the front door. He approached and looked through the peephole, finding a man about Scott’s age wearing military fatigues. After unlatching the door, he opened it to greet his visitor. “Can I help you?” he asked, studying the soldier’s face. His eyes gave no hint of emotion, though a prominent scar ran down his left cheek; Myung-dae surmised that this young man had seen significant action in his career. “Have you seen this man, sir?” the soldier asked, producing a picture from a cellphone. “We believe him to be in the area. He is a dangerous man, wanted for murder and kidnapping. He may have a young woman with him as a hostage.” Myung-dae studied the photograph for a moment. It was clearly Tom, his houseguest from last night, but the elderly man had immediate doubts as to the soldier’s claims. If Tom was a criminal with a hostage, why would the young lady have defended him with such vigor? For that matter, why cumshot was Tom so willing to accept his original proposal of sleeping arrangements last night? If the amateurs girl truly was a defector, this could be an elaborate ruse to return her back to North Korea. While he pondered this, the soldier gave him a questioning look. “Have you seen him?” he asked again. 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