A few minutes later, Liam had gotten everything he needed.
The leader of the group, now sitting against the wall, bruised pride outweighing his bruised, had finally broke under Liam's calm stare and confessed the truth.
The boy on the ground was named Min Jae—18 years old, same age as Liam. He lived with his mother and his younger sister, Yeonhee, who was sixteen. Their father had died a few months ago… but apparently, he had left behind a debt.
A debt of $30,000.
To a legitimate bank, this would have been manageable, with structured payments, extensions, maybe even forgiveness programs.
But the father hadn't borrowed from a bank.
He borrowed from loan sharks. They are predatory lenders operating in the shadows of Seoul. And when he died, the sharks came for the only thing they could still squeeze:
His family.
Min Jae wiped blood from his lip, speaking weakly.
