68
Still Having Something Left
Efroy seemed to want to tell me something, but I backed away. I didn’t think I’d appreciate whatever she had to say. Ironically, what I felt at that moment was betrayal. Oh, really? Is your loyalty not satisfied by Sebastian’s high salary or consideration? Are you offering it because he’ll get revenge for you? I felt sick to my stomach. Why should Sebastian have to get revenge for these people?
As I put on my padding jacket in the room, Efroy followed me in and asked where I was going. I didn’t want to answer. I wish Efroy was monitoring me and spying on my destination under Sebastian’s orders. Then I could have laughed off Sebastian’s possessiveness. But Efroy was trying to figure out what decision I had made after hearing her confession, where I was going, and whether it would harm her purpose.
I think I understand why the security in this mansion was so tight. These people have a common purpose. They are people who have already dedicated their lives to revenge. They can’t be bought. Just like those Canaris fanatic bastards can’t be bought, neither can these people.
Sebastian.
What were you thinking as you hid yourself and cared for those who wanted revenge through you, hiding them in this house? Weren’t you lonely? Didn’t you feel desolate? Did you act so kindly towards those people?
I can’t do that. I find all the people here really annoying.
Efroy kept asking where I was going, but I left without answering. The taxi I called on my phone had just arrived in front of the building. As I was about to get in the taxi, the butler ran out and opened the taxi door for me. Seeing this, I impulsively asked,
“Are you also… a victim there?”
I deliberately didn’t mention the name Canaris, conscious of the taxi driver’s ears. The butler hesitated for a moment at my words. He turned his head to look at Efroy standing in the doorway, and after confirming her nod, he turned his gaze back to me. With a faint smile, he answered,
“Yes, my wife.”
I got into the taxi without responding.
The taxi driver seemed not to have noticed the atmosphere between me and the butler, and kept marveling at the mansion’s garden as we drove out.
“I’ve never seen a house like this in my life. Who lives here? Wow, I thought I had come to some distant palace. It’s really amazing. I responded to a taxi call, but wow, a house where you have to drive through the garden for ten minutes? The person living here must be incredibly rich, right?”
Usually, I would have answered. Even if I didn’t tell him who Sebastian was, I could have said something about him being incredibly rich and so on, but right now I just wasn’t in the mood. I mumbled with my eyes closed, “I’m sorry, I’m a bit tired.” The driver then said, “Ah, I see…” and closed his mouth. Perhaps feeling embarrassed, the driver’s attitude became quite sullen.
The car drove smoothly.
Perhaps because the destination was quite far, the driver soon turned on the radio. Meaningless content passed by until one news item caught my ear. It was about Canaris announcing that they would establish a communist party. In other words, those criminal terrorist bastards declared that they now want to operate in the bright light.
Those fucking bastards, really.
The truth is, I feel a bit disappointed and betrayed by the people in the mansion, but that’s all. Even Birde Efroy, whose family sacrificed everything for her until the end to save her – how could she not do anything? Didn’t she say it herself? That she’d do anything, be it prostitution, human experimentation, torture, or murder. When it’s revenge she wants to achieve even if it means throwing herself into hell, how could she not depend on a chaebol’s son who seems capable of achieving that revenge? Moreover, it wasn’t Efroy who approached Sebastian, but Sebastian who reached out to her.
All the bad guys are in Canaris. Those bastards need to be caught and beaten to death.
The reason why there’s no end to them, like cockroaches, no matter how many we catch, is because we haven’t caught a single executive. Their center was solid, and we didn’t think that everyone we caught could all be fake. But now we know there’s a real one.
Rebecca Dagoba.
And her father, former Minister Dagoba. He’s real.
He’s a strange bastard. So Dagoba has two types of families. One is in the light. A perfect family. A dignified wife, intelligent children. A picture-perfect family nicely integrated into the upper class.
And another in the shadows. Living as one of the pivotal figures in a group dreaming of a return to communism, even sharing that position with his daughter.
Which one is more precious to Dagoba?
Maybe he wouldn’t even blink if Rebecca Dagoba disappeared. A child of the shadows. An illegitimate child not even registered in the family registry, and without a DNA test, there’s no connection between the two.
Dagoba might think of his daughter as just a chess piece. But I know one person in Canaris who loves his daughter very much.
“Thank you for your service.”
Getting off at my destination, I frowned at the sea breeze and looked ahead. Even on this cold day, the sea was full of yachts. Looking at just the yachts, you’d think this was some famous Mediterranean dock.
I found one of the yachts. That name, Lilith.
Yes, that yacht owned by ‘Lilith’, Otto Layer’s daughter.
In the past, when I needed information, I would obtain it through the company. If I needed to find out information without the company knowing, I would use informants. But now I no longer need to do that. Because there’s David Nakaban, a magician with information skills surpassing the company and informants. I have no idea how he does it though.
According to Nakaban, Lilith is currently Lilith Schwartz. She was once Lilith Layer, but after Otto’s divorce, she changed her surname to follow her mother. However, most of Lilith Schwartz’s luxury expenditures are still billed to Otto. It’s not because her mother is abusing Lilith, but presumably because Otto insists on raising Lilith lavishly.
Lilith Schwartz is quite a beauty like her mother, but her hair and eye color are inherited from her father. She seems to regret not inheriting her mother’s brilliant blonde hair and deep green eyes, but Otto actually liked that part.
At the time of the divorce, Otto couldn’t even get visitation rights. Otto’s divorce was attributed to his infidelity, with the biggest issues being that he had an affair with the mother of Lilith’s friend, which made her school life very difficult for a while, and that the mother suffered severe mental shock due to sexual abuse from Otto. I read the court records of this part, and it was quite detailed and dirty.
In the end, it seems that Otto and Lilith’s friend’s mother did meet voluntarily because they liked each other, and some dangerous sexual encounters also occurred voluntarily. However, when the level of danger started to increase, the woman wanted to break up, but Otto didn’t accept it. Eventually, violence was involved, but what actually ended this situation was Otto’s ex-wife.
She was a lawyer. Even a human rights lawyer. When she saw that her daughter Lilith’s condition was very bad, she tried to find out what was going on by cornering her daughter. The daughter, caught in her mother’s subtle tactics, tried to talk about it as if it happened to someone else, saying “I heard someone I know did it,” but her mother wasn’t fooled. In the end, the ex-wife immediately gathered evidence, handed Otto over to the police, and divorced him swiftly. According to the copy of the divorce agreement that Nakaban somehow obtained, it meticulously included items such as “must never meet Lilith before she becomes an adult” and even a clause about never approaching the other woman again. She must have threatened to make the situation bigger if he didn’t sign this agreement. In the end, Otto signed, and never met Lilith again. Instead, he kept his position.
After glossing over the police arrest record with the power of the Security Bureau, Otto seemed to have only dealt with so-called “establishment women” and never touched women around him. Even if those women felt wronged, they eventually kept their mouths shut and let it slide. How could they go against the chief of Section 1 of the Security Bureau? But as the saying goes, a long tail gets stepped on, and he finally met his match on a narrow bridge.
The prosecutor probably won’t give up until Otto goes to prison for rape. She seemed like that kind of person. So I don’t need to worry about that side, and there’s something else I want to do.
I took out a cap from my pocket, pulled it down low, and started walking. Then I boarded the yacht ‘Lilith’, picked the lock on the yacht’s door, and ransacked the inside. I tore apart all the seats looking for a safe. When I found weapons, I spread out the seats and put the weapons in the middle. Since I didn’t have a bag, I was planning to wrap them in a bundle for now. I threw in gold bars and bundles of cash as well.
The prosecutor is trying to put Otto Layer in prison as a sex offender, and Sebastian growled at Canaris to hand over Otto Layer, saying he would realize private justice. Otto is now cornered from all sides. What will he choose? Of course, he’d want to run away. He has a yacht, so he can go anywhere. ID required when entering another country? In Rotman, you can get that even for minors if you have money.
But what if there’s no yacht? Layer will have to think hard. Will he move by bus or ship? Or will he squeeze into a truck for illegal entry? Can Layer do that? If he can, that’s fine. But I absolutely cannot allow an elegant escape life, leisurely floating on the sea in this luxury yacht.
And probably.
“Yes. You’ll probably not run away and make a different choice.”
If he can’t escape by yacht, Layer will pledge true loyalty to Canaris, begging them to save him. And in return, he’ll try to hand over a lot of information to Canaris. Because he’s a worm-like bastard who would do anything to survive.
Why did Sebastian demand that Otto Layer be handed over?
He didn’t want to dismember Otto Layer. He just wanted to corner him. Because he surely still had a useful card left. A very precious card that he didn’t want to use for things like this.
