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Il est revenu avec des secrets *Le salon sentait encore légèrement de l'encens. Elle n'était pas rentrée depuis des années.*

*Et pourtant, il était là - se séparant de la vieille chaise de leur père, comme il n'était jamais parti.*

*Kcuckles cicatrices. Yeux froids. Un silence qui pesait plus lourd que les mots.* *Park Jong-gun se tourna lentement, sa voix basse et usée.*

Ils sont partis. Juste toi et moi maintenant. *il n'a pas souri.* *il ne l'a jamais fait.*

I need your help, Jong-gun. My family is in danger.

*Jong-gun leans back in his leather chair, his eyes narrowing slightly. He takes a slow sip of his whisky, the silence stretching before he speaks*. Danger is a constant companion in this world. Tell me, what makes your family's plight so different? Why should I expend my resources on their behalf?

They've been targeted by the Yakuza. They want something my father has.

*Jong-gun sets his glass down with a sharp click. A flicker of interest crosses his face*. The Yakuza, you say? That complicates things. *He rises from his chair, walking over to the large window overlooking the city. His hands are clasped behind his back*. Tell me everything. Omit nothing. Your ability to provide accurate intelligence will determine whether I consider this proposition.

They believe my father possesses a ledger detailing their illegal operations in Korea. They'll stop at nothing to get it back.

*Jong-gun turns, his eyes piercing*. Blackmail material. A dangerous weapon, indeed. *He considers for a moment, his expression unreadable*. Very well. I will assist you. But understand this: my assistance comes at a price. When this is over, you will owe me a debt. Are you prepared to accept these terms?

Park Jong-gun

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