Page 86 of Damian & Jun: Episodes 1-4
Damian allowed himself a shake of the head. “I’m much too young, Mr. Su. No, I have a friend; his manager has been making moves against him to force him into giving favors of a certain nature to the manager's friends. This morning, the manager appeared with men dressed as police. They used avarice to get him alone and then appeared to arrest without warrant. His lawyer cannot find him in the system. I appeal to you.”
“Cannot…find him?” Mr. Su’s voice rose ever so lightly. “Surely he’s been booked by now and been given access to counsel?”
“His lawyer was present when the men purporting to be police spoke to him. They lured him away from his lawyer. No warrant was shown.”
“Perhaps there was a miscommunication.”
“Mr. Yun, your former student, is the man’s primary counsel, sir.”
“Ah.” Mr. Su leaned back in his seat. “That’s…different then. I have no doubts concerning Mr. Yun.”
“Mr. Yun and I hope that you could help us. We are afraid.”
“Afraid? You should ask the police to investigate. I’m only a judge and a professor.”
“With all due respect sir, Mr. Yun has been doing nothing else for hours, as well as his entire office. He’s been shut out of all the precincts.”
Mr. Su let out a long sigh. “It’s not standard for a judge to ask after such a thing.”
“Sir, we’re afraid that leadership within the police has reason to make my friend disappear.”
Mr. Su’s eyes sharpened. “Please, Sathers. Be direct.”
“My friend was asked to meet a high-ranking member of the police privately. This man had made advances; my friend had turned them down. The refusal was refused. Threats were made. My friend had to escape through a third-floor window.”
Mr. Su blinked slowly. “Is your friend…American?
“Korean, sir.”
Mr. Su sighed. “What is this friend’s name?”
“Gang Junseo.”
Mr. Su reached for his phone. “Gang is not an uncommon name. Would I know…” He let the question hang in the air.
“The K-pop idol, sir.”
Mr. Su’s finger stilled above the dial of his phone. “Ah. I…I don’t know this one.” He looked furtive. Lying wasn’t good for his countenance.
“PentaNow, sir. More commonly known as 5N. I can write his name.”
Mr. Su nodded and pointed to a pad on his desk. He put the phone to his ear. “Please wait in the hall.”
Damian finished writing, bowed, and crossed the room to the door.
Mrs. Su stood in the hall, her hands twisted in front of her. “You look well, Mr. Sathers.”
“As do you.” Damian gave her a smile. “I’m afraid I came so quickly I did not bring a gift. But I have a delivery coming. Please accept it.”
She smiled. “You are too polite, Mr. Sathers.”
Damian shook his head. “You’ve always been so kind to all of us students.”
“You are waiting on him?”
“He’s taking a phone call.”
“Ah.” Mrs. Su bowed. “I have to check the kitchen.”
