Junho's POV
Hours ago, Mountain Atelier.
I take the last bite of my corndog.
This is the break I needed after that Daeshin madness, I'm too used to cleaning up body parts for my own sanity.
Kang Taesan…a body part must go missing whenever he deals with a 'sinner'.
A cock, a finger, an eyeball.
So annoying, I can't eat my corndog without thinking of Daeshin's cut off fingers.
'It's my break time' I remind myself by force.
I'm sitting at the company cafeteria, eating lunch and monitoring everyone in Taesan's place.
One of the chefs needs to get fired very soon.
Maybe I should push for Yuki's dad? His cooking has become a big part of Mountain Atelier.
My phone buzzes in my pocket and I accept the call, pressing the device to my ear, and waiting for the caller to speak first.
No voice comes through and I immediately tense up.
"Who is this?" I ask immediately.
