Raven emerged from a different exit, his hands in his pockets, his expression calm and unbothered.
The coffee shop Hana had mentioned was on the second floor, near the central atrium. He could see it from here—modern design, glass walls, trendy furniture.
And there, seated at a small table near the window, were two women.
One was Hana. Still wearing Min-jung's too-tight clothes, still with that black black laced mask wrapped around her face like a mask. Her thick body looked compressed and awkward in the outfit, her massive tits creating obvious bumps in the stretched hoodie fabric.
The other woman was younger. Early thirties, maybe. Professional-looking, with her hair pulled back in a neat bun. She wore a simple blouse and skirt, the kind of outfit designed to look respectable and put-together.
Yuna.
Raven had seen her briefly when he'd been scouting earlier. The girlfriend of that meathead footballer Gareth. The one Hana was supposed to seduce and deliver to him.
