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Ajusshi [exerpt]

Saturday, January 1, 2011 5:22 PM

"You're gonna go undercover." he blatantly stated.

I stared at him in awe, "What? I'm not even a cop, let alone the age to be one. I just turned nineteen."

The older man cleared his throat as he moved closer to the table we were sitting in front of, "Well, to us, you don't look a day past sixteen. You could really help us to crack this case and prevent anymore innocent girls from being hurt."

I looked around the dingy interrogation room. It wasn't as intimidating as I thought it'd be but maybe that's because they are trying to persuade me instead of threatening me. The lights above were blinking and making an irritating buzz as an officer in the corner of the room was snapping his gum. The air was tense as the man in front of me was watching me carefully as if I'd pull a switchblade out and start swinging it at him.

"What if I don't want to? What if I just want to go back home?"

He leaned back in his chair once again, letting out a deep sigh, "That would cause a problem for me. Listen, I really need you to do this for me."

He turned his attention to the officer in the corner, "Get out."

The gum snapper officer looked at him, bowed, then left the room. The older man looked at me again, "What's you're name again?"

I hesitantly answered, "Yoojin."

He crunched his brows together then nodded his head, "You're that American girl the CEO of some music company adopted a while back aren't you? Anyway, I've been tracking these guys for the past three years and, with you're help, I finally have the chance to trap them and give them what they deserve. What do you say? Huh?"

I quickly shook my head, "No. No way. This has nothing to do with me, so why should I risk myself?"

The man slid a folder in front of me, "Look."

I looked at the folder with a skeptical eye then hesitantly opened it. The image were graphic; there were young girls with their eyes stitched shut, missing limbs, huge gashes over their bodies. My eyes grew wide. He wanted me to help him when I could easily end up like them? Was he like every other Korean out there? Does he want me dead too?

"Let me tell you a story. A few years ago, one of my comrade's neighbor's daughter was kidnapped. He went crazy looking for her; stayed out for days and couldn't find a single lead on her case. Then suddenly  a note was left on his door with an address on it. Obviously, he went there and was ambushed by the guys I'm trailing now. They gave me a ring and demanded I gave them collateral for busting one of their drug tradings with the threat of killing me comrade if I didn't. Of course I went but they had already took the organs out of his body and left him dead on the floor. All they left was a cell phone. Do you understand where I'm getting at?"

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