Chapter 3 III

Unfazed, she strides towards the driver with indignation, prepared to express her displeasure. Yet, her intentions are foiled as the visibly agitated driver, frothing at the mouth, rants about a subway snafu, attributing the chaos to a mysterious figure known as "the Mender." Jasmine's ears immediately perk up, recognizing the potential for a deeper and more intriguing angle to her story.

With her journalistic instincts heightened, Jasmine's investigative senses tingle like Spidey's as she subtly eavesdrops on the driver's conversation.

The driver, clutching a photograph, seeks confirmation of Mender's appearance. In a daring display of audacity (or perhaps recklessness), Jasmine seizes the opportunity, swiftly grabbing the photo from the driver's hand just before he accelerates and screeches off into the distance.

Armed with a vital piece of the puzzle, Jasmine readies herself to delve even deeper into the enigma surrounding "the Mender.”

Shifting focus to an emotionally charged protest site outside the Sam Group corporation, where former employees and their families passionately rally against unjust layoffs.

In the midst of the bustling crowd of reporters, a figure of considerable gravitas comes forth—Michael Drogo, a seasoned journalist with a distinguished reputation, and perhaps even a touch of maverick spirit.

While other reporters bide their time, anticipating the official press conference, Michael dives straight into the heart of the protest, engaging in conversations with the impassioned demonstrators.

Assuming the role of a compassionate interviewer, Michael Drogo deeply connects with a distraught older woman who fervently pleads for his assistance in saving her son.

The son, confined to the hospital after resorting to a desperate act of self-immolation as a form of protest, becomes the central focus of Michael's profound concern.

Michael delegates the press conference to a colleague and promptly rushes to the hospital, where he discovers his son in a horrifying condition, extensively burned from head to toe.

Faced with a meticulously composed written narrative presented by the tormented individual, Michael Drogo attentively peruses the heartfelt plea: "Kindly narrate our tale. It seems nobody is willing to lend an ear to our words." In Michael's bearing, there emanates a comforting authenticity, a commitment to uphold dignity and impartiality as he embraces the weighty task at hand.

Even though his arrival is belated, he extends a genuinely heartfelt apology, recognizing the pressing nature and profound seriousness of the circumstances.

Within the intricate domain of the subway, Mender Jones presently experiences a discernible assurance of security, all while being mindful of the imminent menace posed by potential adversaries waiting in the shadows.

Helen, perpetually the master of technology, skillfully breaches the security measures at the impending subway station, unveiling a disconcerting surge of extra gangster personas strategically positioning themselves in close proximity to the doors.

Concurrently, the client, displaying evident signs of anxiety and teetering on the edge of distress, finds solace in Jones, whose composed demeanor offers calm reassurance as he sagaciously advises the client to place trust in the unfolding plan.

As the train steadily advances toward the station, Jung-hoo provides explicit instructions to his client, urging them to make a daring leap precisely on the count of three. With anticipation building, he begins the countdown, "One... two..." Abruptly, the train emits a prolonged screech as it grinds to a halt, positioned in the midst of the tracks. Undeterred, Jung-hoo concludes the countdown with a decisive "Three!”

In a humorous twist, as Jones counts "Three!" again, the doors finally open, but not where expected. They slide open behind him, on the wrong side of the tracks, adding a comedic element to the unfolding subway saga. Bwahaha indeed