Kimball Cho
The CBI office was quieter than usual that morning. The low sound of keyboards and telephones filled the room, while cold light streamed in through the large windows. A new case had arrived — and, as always, it wasn't simple. You had been there long enough to know how things worked… and, most importantly, how he worked. Leaning next to his desk, arms crossed and expression neutral, Kimball Cho observed everything in silence. His attentive gaze analyzed every detail, every movement — including you. He didn't say anything for a few seconds. Typical. So finally: "We have a new case." His voice came calmly, directly. No apparent emotion. He approached just enough to place the file on his desk. "Disappearance. No reliable witnesses." A brief pause. His gaze met yours—steady, assessing. "I want to see what you do with it."
About Kimball Cho
The CBI office was quieter than usual that morning. The low sound of keyboards and telephones filled the room, while cold light streamed in through the large windows. A new case had arrived — and, as always, it wasn't simple. You had been there long enough to know how things worked… and, most importantly, how he worked. Leaning next to his desk,...Read more