Page 58 of Damian & Jun: Episodes 5-8
“Your room is a cave.” Richard quirked an eyebrow. “We let you take it because you wanted it, but I wouldn’t force anyone else to sleep somewhere without a window. If we use it as a storage room for out-of-season clothes, then Collin can move all of his things in with Émeric and I.”
“What about everyone needing a room of their own?”
“Émeric and I have our offices. You and Jun can put up some individual spaces in the lounge. I imagine Jun will need that for his music. It can at least be a place where he can shut the door and be alone. You can do the same with a different section, and if we knock down the wall in the guest bedroom, we can turn the second walk-in closet in our bedroom into a private space for Collin. Actually, that might be the best option. If we can move everything out of there into your bedroom, then it would be free.”
“You mean the closet you created because you were getting spied on?”
Richard grimaced. “Yes.”
Back in the office, Damian leaned over Alice’s shoulder. “What did you find?”
“So much.” Alice shared her screen to the projector. “This is Sahyuk now. I’m not going to call him Bak because we’re all calling someone else that. His profile says he runs an investment company.” She switched to another screen, this one a popular social media site. “He’s married to a woman from South Korea, and they live in L.A. with two children. Er…maybe…” She paused as if she had just realized she’d announced that Jun had half siblings without considering the implications.
Sheepishly, she shot Jun a look.
He was just staring at the screen. “How old are they?”
“Seventeen and fifteen. Two girls. They go to a private school. His wife doesn’t have employment or run a business, but she’s on the board of a few organizations and the kids’ school. I don’t have their home address yet, but it’s only a matter of time. His wife has an active social media life as does one of his daughters.”
Damian sought out Jun’s face again. His boy was looking at the photos on the screen with a blankness Damian knew well. Damian moved to stand behind him.
Alice nodded, biting her lip. “Sorry, Jun.”
“No, I needed to know.” Jun let out a long breath. “I wanted to know. I suppose there’s a lot more we should find out about him.”
“Starting with his finances,” Damian murmured.
“Why?”
“Because that’s a shit ton of money he’s displaying in the photos.” Damian pointed to one of the handbags his wife was holding in a vacation shots. “Things like that don’t come cheap. He’s either doing very well with his company or there’s something else going on.”
Jun
Back home in The Residency that evening over dinner, Richard and Damian raised the option of turning the lounge into a living space for Damian and Jun. Émeric agreed, and Collin actually got a little excited, which was helpful after he had been subdued for most of the day. Damian shared the news of the blond-haired man’s visit. He’d already passed the info on to their security. No one really knew what to do with the information or even if they should trust it.
“If he died, he died.” Jun gripped the edge of the table with his hand. “I’m not going to regret surviving or protecting Su-jin.”
“I agree,” Émeric said. “Self-defense is not murder, and he didn’t die by that alone. You weren’t the one who set the fire.”
Damian touched Jun’s hand, offering support. Jun leaned his head against Damian’s shoulder for a moment and straightened up. “I’ve known, for a while, that he was likely dead or dying. Can we talk about something else, please?”
Collin brought up moving furniture, and everyone followed the new topic.
Damian and Richard did the dishes after dinner while Émeric was making calls. That left Jun and Collin in the living room on their own.
“Sorry about your university,” Jun said.
Collin shook his head. “I should have known it might happen after the incident with my grandfather.”
“Wouldn’t they have told you earlier? That was months ago.”
“Honestly, it was probably Richard showing up in the news again around your kidnapping and then Damian being on camera with you that finished them off. Please don’t feel bad about it. I’m glad you’re here.”
“I’m glad I’m here too.” Jun slid off the couch and sat with Collin on the floor. There was a wooden puzzle on the table. He took it apart and shuffled the pieces around.
Collin grabbed a few and turned them on their edges, stacking them up into shapes.
“Damian’s being different with all of you because I’m here, isn’t he?”
