C9 Hana’s POV 9

Yesterday night, I cried myself to sleep after Mira's body was taken away for burial somewhere I don't know. The idea of escaping has automatically gone to ruin because I don't have the energy to do that anymore. I'm so mad to see that Mira's death did not interrupt any activity in the estate, it's as if some useless chicken has suddenly died with a bird flu. The only people that evidently seemed devastated by Mira's death are my fellow roommates; Yun-hee and Areum who were at work during the time it happened.

I've shared the tragic story with them; how I met Mira's dead body tucked underneath the blanket. How her skin felt so cold to the touch and how I screamed after I saw the pills that were spilling out on the bedside. Though there's one important thing I've kept away from everyone's; it's Mira's suicide letter. I haven't showed it to anyone because I'm afraid the men might take it away from me. And I want to keep it for the future when I'm out of this place. I will personally make sure to find her Father and give him the letter if I ever happen to make it out of this place. Alive and healthy.

Mira addressed the content of her letter to her Father Mr Kang Jung Ho and she pleaded to whoever find the letter first to do her a favor and make sure the message get to her Family. Despite the fact that her Father was an irresponsible man who allowed a loanshark to sell off his daughter, Mira said she missed him, she was sorry and she would try to find happiness and won't be a coward in the afterlife. She said he must take care of his health and quit gambling.

I can't get over this grief in my heart. I don't even have the energy to get out of bed when Yun-hee and Areum have gone to have breakfast. I haven't eaten anything and it's already time for me to go to Master Jin and await my order, or punishment for the assault I committed against his nose. He must be asleep together with his mistress, I guess that's why I'm still alive and breathing when I should be with Mira. I've only known her for such a short time, but I feel like I've lost a family member.

A sudden bang on our door cause me to flinch in my bed. I watch as Master Jin strides into the room together with his PA, both dressed in black suits. The devil has come for me. He's carrying a brown hand luggage in his hand, while his PA is carefully holding onto a box. His nose seem alright, but the look in his eyes are cold and dangerously menacing. There's an unlit tobacco stick at one end of his mouth that makes him complete the look of a drug lord. I can imagine all sorts of torture equipments arranged inside the luggage. Is he here to pull out my teeth? Or my nails?

I nervously straighten up from the bed and nod my head in courtesy. "Good Morning Master."

He didn't answer as he dip one of his hands into his pocket and bring out a lighter and throws it to the PA. The young PA quickly drop the box and uses the lighter to lighten up the tobacco before returning it back to the Master. I silently watch Master Jin put the lighter back into his pocket and then remove the tobacco and hold it firmly between his fingers.

"You see, people lose their lives faster than this burning cigarette, especially in a Mafia empire. Living among the Mafia is like running on a minefield where you have to watch your steps. Death and blood is everywhere around you, and if you don't think critically before you make your move, your fate will lead you right next to your friend who has gone on a doomed voyage." He stops talking and drops the tobacco on the floor and use the tip of his shoes to crush it.

His words are heartless and disgusting, I doubt there's something called a heart in his chest. I think it's a rock in there and I want to punch his nose again but I don't have the energy.

"What you did to my nose is supposed to be punished by death," he resumes talking as if reading my mind. "but I'm letting you live because you're suffering with grief, which should be enough to serve as your punishment for now. I'm leaving for office, you're free until I return." He turn around and move his legs to the door. "And make sure to clean that thing on the floor." He adds.

I sink into the bed, watching as the door slam shut after Master Jin has left. I can't imagine him as a human being anymore, not after spilling out those heartless words to me. He's such an arrogant jerk with no sense of shame or responsibility. He thinks he knows better than anyone else when he's nothing but a miserable idiot. I close my eyes shut and try to pull myself together. I have to get over this and take care of myself. This is not my home, and no one will take care of me if I end up falling sick. I have to go get my breakfast.

Pulling back the blanket, I heave myself out of bed and reach to the door of the bathroom. My body feels weak and there's a slight blurriness in my vision which is contributing to my sluggishness. As I slip on the bathroom slippers, my gaze narrows down to something on the floor a little too close to my legs. I squat down and take a close look at the little round spot.

By now I don't need anyone to tell me it's a drop of blood which is beginning to dry up. I'm not sure what kind of blood it is; whether it came from a cut or from between the legs of one of the girls, either Areum or Yun-hee. One among the two girls must be having their periods.

I shrug off and move to the basin, but a sudden voice at the back of my mind tells me that blood belonged to Mira. And just as my detective instincts begins to kick in, my eyes falls on large imprints of a hand on the glass surface of the shower enclosure. It's definitely a man's hand. Something must've happened within the walls of these bathroom. Something that must've traumatized and damaged Mira's innocence.