Hyun Joong made a quick getaway to his Office and locked the door firmly behind him. He sat down on the swivelling chair and leaned back on the chair, his eyes closed, his legs propped on the table. So far nothing has been productive of his search for Sato, it is like the scumbag has disappeared from the face of the earth. His men had gone to the house Hyun jun directed them countless of times but they have not seen him, they claimed it is just one Indian that is living there. Maybe he would have to wait until Sato tried to contact So min and he would get his hands on the bastard who is using his wife against him.

With the way things are going nowadays it would be a miracle if his first grey hairs didn't start appearing at age 29, a special thanks to his brother and wife. Yes he put Hyun jun to this but he is just not cut out for women whinings which So min have been giving him these past weeks. So min. Her name makes him smile these days, no doubt his wife still thinks he is just a pushover.

He knew she was scared of him finding out her secret stash when he asked her to move to his room, instead she had been quick to suggest him moving over back to his room, the one she stole from him. No worries dear, he had gone through her room before she came back from Osaka and he saw her pills, some of her weapons carefully hidden. Of course she would have no idea he had been there and he is not about to tell and for her pills well he knew she is still using it but it is really useless. He had been careful with his wound when she first arrived, he wore baggy clothes and he removed the bandage, passing it off as a fight between Hyun jun and himself if she were to ask him about it but she didn't. He made sure the room is dark with no hint of light and she hadn't seem to find it out. Really he couldn't wait for her to find out about him and he is really anticipating her reaction, something that always have him excited anytime he thinks about it, but something must be done first and it must be done as soon as possible.

A thought suddenly occured to his mind and he brought out his smartphone. 'Bang, I need you to get the Indian, are you stupid? Why would you bring him here? I don't want a captive in my basement. Take him to the warehouse and make him tell you Sato's whereabouts...and if he doesn't 'fess up just keep him under lock. Yes, but I don't want him dead or badly injured...just minimal torture. Good.' He dropped his phone beside his feet and smiled. Either way So min would help him flush Sato out. With the Indian taken So min might get involved, good for him. I a