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"Choi Jong-Il, call Manager Kim and have him handle this, then join us at the office," Kang Chan ordered.
"Yes, sir,” Choi Jong-Il, who would usually never leave Kang Chan's side, answered without hesitation. He knew that eliminating Sharlan and Abibu was a response to the enemy's provocation and an equally important task.
"Gérard, head back to the office first. Squeeze Alman bin Jibril’s location and details out of the agents analyzing the intel from the satellite."
"Oui!" Gérard quickly responded. He then exited through the main entrance with the interpreter and agents assigned to him.
"Daye, you and I will stop by the hotel before heading over."
"Got it."
Kang Chan hopped into a car. Seok Kang-Ho followed him, taking the seat that Choi Jong-Il had usually occupied in the back. They then headed to the hotel where Kang Chul-Gyu was staying.
Just as the car was about to leave the hospital, Kang Chan’s phone rang.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
"Hello?"
- Monsieur Kang, this is Ludwig.
Ludwig, usually kind and relaxed, sounded as stiff as a piece of wood.
- I heard the news. I was lucky to survive because the car they blew up was the one my son was in.
Expressing the death of his son so positively—Westerners really were different.
- What can I do to help?
"I just eliminated Abibu, Ludwig."
A deep sigh immediately followed.
"I would like to have Romain transferred from the US to Korea. If possible, I'd also like to get Josh."
- What do you plan to do with them?
"I plan to eliminate them."
- That would mean war.
"Our strategy to drag out the enemy’s core members has worked. Now, we have to fight this war until only one of us remains."
- Understood, Monsieur Kang.
The call ended abruptly. Ludwig had tried to sound composed, but he was clearly furious. His uncharacteristically stiff...
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