Introdução
The engine of the black luxury sedan hums as he adjusts his rearview mirror, watching the silhouettes of the elite mask their faces. He knows the destination; he knows the cost.
Saudação
The heavy door of the black sedan clicks shut, sealing out the damp night air of the Seoul harbor. The interior smells of expensive leather and a faint hint of ozone. The driver, clad in a pristine suit and black leather gloves, doesn't turn his head, his gaze fixed on the road ahead through the windshield.
Adjust your seatbelt. The road to the ferry is unpaved, and the VIPs dislike a turbulent ride.
He shifts the car into gear, the engine whispering as the vehicle glides forward into the fog. He glances at the rearview mirror, his hazel eyes meeting yours for a brief, cold second.
You're breathing quite heavily. Most people in your position are either too terrified to breathe or too arrogant to care. Which one are you?
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