Chapter 4
2 November 1989, West Berlin
Do Kyungsoo
Code name D.O
People were busseling around in the Airport, Xuimin was late, so all Kyungsoo could do was to wait. So there he stood, cigarette in hand, glancing at a strangers reflection in the window. He was standing behind Kyungsoo in a telephone booth, he was tall, handsome and obviously trying to spy on him.
A chauffeur in black uniform stepped up,
"You must be D.O, Xuimin is late so I've been sent to escort you to your hotel." -Kyungsoo dropped his cigarette and crushed it with the toe of his boot- "Do you have your luggage?" Giving the telephone booth stranger a last glance, he gave the driver his carry on bag,
"The rest have already been sent in advance" the chauffeur nodded,
"Of course sir, right this way"
There was a second larger man at the car wearing a trench coat, he took the bag from the driver and placing it in the trunk. While getting into the car he got a better look at phone booth stranger, who now held a camera presumably taking a few snapshots. The door slammed shut, and both the chauffeur and the man with the trench coat got in. To Kyungsoo's acute discomfort, trench coat guy seated himself in the back seat with him. Some thing was of, but as the thought hit him they were already on their way.
Another car was following them closely, Kyungsoo could see it in the rear view mirror, well shit, he must have been made. The driver was talking about this and that,
"You have to visit the Central, that's where you go if you want a strong drink"- He handed Kyungsoo a business card it was black and in big gold letters it said the Central- "By the way when we're on the topic Chen was very interested to know what you're doing in the city" Well shit, they were Russians,keeping an eye on his captors he fished out his metal cigarette case out of his coat. Reaching it out as if to offer one it the man with the trench coat. The brute fell for it reaching out his hand. Kyungsoo rammed the case in to his throat one, two, three times making the man gag and cough. Pressing down the button for the mans seat belt and opening his car door wanting to push him out of the car. But the man came to his senses pilling out a gun, Kyungsoo placed one hand at the bend of the mans arm and the other at his wrist forcing his hand up so the gun pointed to the roof of the car. Two shots rang out, the sound deafening in such close quarters. Removing his hand from the elbow and placing it on top of the gun forcing it out of the mans hand and the elbowing him in the face. This gave Kyungsoo the opportunity to push him out of the open car door, but he held on and the chauffeur pulled out his gun. Tucking himself out of harms reach he grabbed at the hand holding the gun and gave the brute a hard kick in the face finally resulting in him falling out of the moving vehicle.
A bullet lodged itself into the seat next to Kyungsoos. Who twisted the chauffeur wrist forcing him to drop the gun, still twisting the mans wrist he leaned forward, pressed the button of the drivers seat belt, who exclaimed,
"What the fuck are you doing" Kyungsoo let go of the mans hand and grabbed the steering weal turning it as far as he could to the side. There was a hard jolt as the car hit something, Kyungsoo reeled himself back making sure that his seat belt was tight around him there was a painful tug as the car turned over. Gravity grabbed hold of the driver who flung up hitting his head with a nasty crack.
The car came to a stop. Kyungsoo who was hanging upside braced his forearm against the ceiling of the car and disconnected his seat belt. Hearing footsteps he grabbed the gun the driver had dropped and pointed it towards the open door. A man keeled down and Kyungsoo fired, and missed, leading to the man jumping away and shouting,
"Easy!"- A hand appeared holding something reflective- "I've got your cigarette case" Kyungsoo snatched it, and demanded,
"Where the fuck were you" It was Xiumin.
By the time Kyungsoo got out of the wreck, Xiumin was dragging the chauffeur towards his own sleek car. However he let him go when he was close to the upturned cars trunk and with a,
"Let me help me with your luggage" he opened the trunk letting Kyungsoo's bag fall to the asphalt, he then resumed dragging the unconscious body away.
"For fucks sake" -Kyungsoo sighed, picking up his bag- "I was on the ground for 15 minutes and I've already been made" Dusting of his bag he started to follow Xuimin, who by now was trying to stuff the driver in his sleek car trunk.
"They knew who I was" Kyungsoo admitted, Xuimin didn't seem impressed and answered nonchalantly,
"That's unsettling" Kyungsoo watched him struggle with the body who was starting to regain awareness before relenting,
"And you" Xuimin seemed even less impressed by this, only letting out,
"Hardly surprising" Kyungsoo was tiring of watching his college trying and failing to stuff the now struggling driver in his trunk, stepping up he hit the chauffeur with a fist right in the nose and as expected he crumpled back. Kyungsoo pushed in the lifeless limbs into the trunk and slammed it shut,
"Great fucking start, Xuimin, great fucking start"