Bloodline of Sin
The Audi R8 V10 smelled of leather, high-octane fuel, and faintly, maddeningly, of sandalwood.
Han Jun-woo sat in the passenger seat, his fingers gripping the door handle until his knuckles turned white. He had never set foot inside the Han Holdings headquarters, popularly known as the Han Tower. The monolithic glass tower that dominated the Yeouido skyline, but he had seen the pictures. He had watched the news clips. Yet, nothing could have prepared him for the sheer, crushing scale of the place.
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