“Hey, don’t loiter there, get down.”
One of the men who spotted Theo ordered with a menacing face.
“Come on, calm down. Let’s not be harsh to our own people.”
Theo spoke as if gently coaxing a child. Provoked by his tone, the man warned Theo once more. Get lost, kid.
Theo understood to some extent why they were so wary of him. They still didn’t seem to know who had pushed Michael down. They only thought it must have been an insider since it happened in Michael’s room.
How admirable, he didn’t snitch. Theo recalled Michael’s eyes just before he fell and grinned. That gaze, filled with nothing but pure rage without hope or anything else, surprisingly resembled Theo from when he was young.
“Kid, you’re calling ME that?”
Theo grabbed the front of the man’s pants. The man screamed at Theo’s hand movements, which were like wringing out a soaked rag with all his might. Seeing his colleague collapse weakly, another man nearby tried to push Theo away. Not missing the opportunity, Theo caught his wrist and tripped him.
At the sudden commotion, Herick flung the door open. After alternately looking at the men sprawled on the floor and Theo who was shrugging as if he’d done nothing wrong, he frowned.
“Why do you keep causing trouble without even taking a break?”
“I’d like to live modestly if possible, but the world keeps messing with me.”
Herick didn’t respond, as if disgusted. “Then excuse me.” Theo pushed past Herick to enter the room, raising his hand to greet the men who were glaring at him.
Marsha, who had seated Michael on the bed, glanced at Theo. As always, she was expressionless.
Theo spotted the cast on Michael’s leg and subtly averted his gaze. Herick, who had been eyeing Theo suspiciously, punched him in the back. “So it was you after all.” “What did I do?” Theo feigned innocence with a straight face.
“Hey, Ghost. You should have been more careful.”
As Theo approached Michael, Marsha instinctively blocked his way. “Are you really going to be like this?” Despite Theo’s words, Marsha didn’t budge until Michael gave a brief command to move aside, at which point she stepped back as if she’d been waiting for it.
“Where’s Choi?”
“Why, planning to throw him into the sea this time?”
Theo sneered.
“Stop worrying about Hyungoh and take care of yourself. You can’t even walk properly with that leg.”
“If you came to pick a fight, leave.”
Herick frowned. Don’t provoke Michael unnecessarily.
“Well, whatever. I came here because I have business with this person.”
Theo pointed at Marsha. Her expressionless face showed a hint of puzzlement. Herick seemed to feel the same as his fierce expression softened. “With Marsha?” Herick asked again.
“Hey, show me where the boiler room is.”
Theo said to Marsha. At his abrupt words, Marsha and Herick looked at each other.
“What kind of house only has cold water? Hyungoh wants to shower, but the water is way too icy.”
He already fell into a cold lake, so at least let him shower with hot water. Theo openly blamed Michael. Isn’t that right, Ghost?
When Theo emphasized the word “lake,” Herick, unusually, didn’t pick on his words and kept his mouth shut. Michael stared intensely at Theo without answering. It seemed he had seriously annoyed him.
In the awkward atmosphere, Marsha secretly sighed. At that moment, her phone rang. While Theo and Michael were having a staring contest, Marsha discreetly checked her phone.
It was a call from Hunter. After hesitating briefly, Marsha answered the continued vibration of her phone.
“Yes.”
[Report the situation.]
“……”
[……Is Hyungoh nearby?]
“No.”
[Then Theo?]
“Yes.”
[Then just listen. I just received some interesting information from our insider who infiltrated Cenaline. ‘She’ has been absent for the past few days. It seems she’s moving directly.]
“……Yes.”
[Judging by your delayed response, you don’t seem to understand properly. What I’m saying is, ‘she’ might be among the Cenaline people heading to Caysenderson City right now.]
“By ‘she’……”
[I mean Enya Cenaline.]
It’s rare for a boss to move directly, but for that woman, it’s possible. Hunter said.
Marsha, who had been calmly listening to him, spotted Theo approaching Michael and slightly furrowed her brow. Deciding this wouldn’t do, she blocked his way again and beckoned him to follow her.
Theo nodded silently with a smile at Marsha with her phone. Marsha raised her chin toward Herick, pointing at Michael. Understanding her intention to guard him well, Herick waved his hand in agreement. As Marsha opened the door and left, Theo followed behind.
[So be more thorough with security. She’s a person who likes variables and surprise attacks, so you never know when or how she’ll strike.]
“Yes.”
Theo and Marsha came down to the basement and reached the boiler room. Theo, who had been following her while whistling, paused. Marsha was too focused on listening to Hunter to notice the change in his footsteps.
[Oh, I almost forgot the most important thing. Is Hyungoh still getting along well with Michael? To complete the plan, Hyungoh’s role……]
Marsha dropped her phone to the floor. She quickly turned her body to block Theo’s hand strike that came without warning.
“Wow…… Tell me honestly. A secret agent trained by the government since childhood, something like that, right?”
Or perhaps you have eyes on the back of your head? Theo admired her agility.
“What’s your true identity?”
“You’re going too far with these jokes.”
“You’re deflecting while knowing this isn’t a joke.”
If you won’t tell me, then don’t. It’s not like I’m dying to know. Theo quickly reached out and firmly grabbed Marsha’s neck.
“I usually don’t lay hands on women and kids, but make an exception for me today.”
