After Dongwoo cut the call, Minwoo dropped his phone from his ear and stared at the screen, his hand trembling a bit and then he coughed.
He placed his phone back in his pocket and looked up at the person in front of him, cornering him to a wall and smirking.
It was past midnight yet Minwoo was still outside, and as he looked at the big man whose face was hidden in the shadows, he asked,
"So, what do you want from me, Mister Alejandro?" He asked and Alejandro moved his face into the light, leaning closer to Minwoo.
"Isn't it obvious? What I want is standing right in front of me."
Minwoo frowned.
A few hours ago, he had gotten a text that he took as spam, so he ignored it. Only to be sent another message by that same number, with Sungho's address, his address, and Dongwoo's address.
The person was dangerous, he had thought.