The Mafia's Ghost Bride
He took out his phone and checked the text again.
"1:30 PM," it said. He was half an hour early. Leaning against the car door, he waited patiently for someone to turn up.
Finally, he saw a black minivan pulling up in front of the building. A short, stumpy man in his sixties stepped out. The old man walked towards Joonjae, carrying an envelope.
"Long time no see," the old man commented, extending his hand. Joonjae did not take it.
"What do you have for me, Sheng?" he asked in a cold tone.
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