Chapter 6
2 November 1989, East Berlin
Kim Jongdae
Code name Chen
They were in an abandoned warehouse, nine youth were kneeling before him. A few of his men were standing around them making sure they wouldn't try anything reckless. Clearing his through to make himself noticed Jongdae stepped forward and demanded in German,
"Well, what do we have here?" One of his comrades stepped forward announcing,
"We cought them at the party last night" Jongdae smiled, perfect,
"East Germany's best and brightest"- looking over them Jongdae his eyes caught at a young man wearing a tracksuit-"You there, step forward"-the youth hesitated so Chen repeated himself harsher this time-"I said forward"-the kid stood looking uncertain- "Come here", Jongdae said sweetly.
"So you want to have fun, lets have some fun" -Walking over to a boombox Jongdae keeled- "well what do we have here" When pressing the play button the middle of Nena's 99 Luftballons started playing. Standing up he looked at the kid in front of him. When he didn't do anything Jongdae encouraged him,
"Come on now, dance for me" -the boy hesitated, so Jongdae encouraged him- "the music is on, show us what you've got" -getting down to the ground the kid did a pathetic attempt at break dancing, after halfheartedly tries he got back on to his feet. Jongdae seared- "Well then, give him a round of applause" The rest of the kneeling kids started to applaud, it sounded pathetic. Jongdae sucker punched the kid, who stumbled to the side. When the second strike hit he fell to the ground, and Jongdae kicked him over and over again. When he felt pleased with his work he looked at the rest of the youth. They looked terrified. Served them right for having a party in this warehouse which lead to the police arriving and finding things they should't have. He couldn't believe that Luhan had been there yesterday and gotten away. Snapping his fingers at one of his comrades he commanded,
"Give me the photo" One of them stepped forward giving him the small paper. Holding it up so the teens could see it he stated,
"This man was here last night, he's a traitor and if you don't want to end up like your friend here" Jongdae gave him a kick for emphasis -"You tell me where he is"
Some one cleared their throat behind him and Jongdae turned, it was Sehun. Jongdae gave the photo to one of his comrades who continued showing it the kneeling youth. Stepping closer to Sehun he demanded in Russian,
"Where is Zitao"
"He never showed up comrade Chen" Sehun answered earnestly. Rage bubbling up Jongdae spat,
"Capitalist bastard hes probably going to sell the list" -Looking over his comrades he continued- "find Zitao, make sure he pays" He could't say the he was to surprised that he had betrayed them but that didn't make it sting less.