Chapter 5 - Shadows Over Seoul
While the sun shone brightly over the coastal plains of Accra, back in Seoul, the underworld was boiling over.
The arrest and interrogation of Stepheon Park in the underground vaults of the Cole-Kang estate had sent shockwaves through the elite circles of the South Korean capital. The syndicate council—comprising seven untouchable corporate magnates and elder bosses who had secretly siphoned millions through illegal maritime shipping routes—realized that Min-jae was dismantling their entire operation piece by piece.
Inside a sleek, soundproofed penthouse overlooking the Han River, three surviving members of the council gathered around a dark mahogany conference table.
“Min-jae has gone rogue,” hissed Director Park, a senior pharmaceutical executive with ties to international smuggling rings. “Ever since he flew to Africa with that Ghanaian waitress, he’s been routing our offshore accounts into government oversight escrow accounts. If we don’t strike back, he’ll expose every single one of us before the month is out.”
“What about his daughter?” asked a cold, calculating voice from the shadows near the window—Choi Jin-soo, the syndicate’s chief enforcer who had managed Stepheon’s secret communication channels.
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Director Park turned sharply. “What are you suggesting?”
“Min-jae made a fatal mistake,” Choi Jin-soo murmured, a cruel smile touching his lips as he tapped the screen of his tablet, displaying live satellite tracking coordinates of a private villa in the hills outside Accra where Nia and her daughter were currently staying under the protection of a skeleton security detail. “He left his fortress in Seoul exposed. He thinks he’s playing hero in Africa. But when you strike an alpha wolf where his heart beats loudest... he comes running back into the trap.”
