Phoenix Flight HQ
Han Jae-won paced back and forth in his living room. Waiting for someone.
Soon enough a knock sounded at his door.
He swivelled his head to it. "Come in!"
The door swung open and in came the man he'd been waiting for. The private investigator he'd hired a while back to infiltrate the Guild and find out who was responsible for attacking his comrades.
The man's expression was cautious as he shut the door slowly behind him. "Guide Han. You called for me."
Han didn't respond immediately.
He strode to a couch in his living room—then paused behind it. He placed his hands on it, squeezing just slightly as he raised his head to meet the man's face again.
"I assume you still have nothing on what I sent you on, Matthew."
Matthew's expression remained plain but there was a hint of hesitation behind his eyes. "Guide Han, I—"
"I better not be hearing any excuses."
