Memory Lane
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Between the business card and the giant apple design the world found focus. If he could only find in which direction he had to set the focus. Morning arrived and found him staring at the two items with a vengeance, as if the secrets of the universe were jealously guarded by the fragility of the paper. His head finally gave out, and fell forward, shaking from side to side.
Finding this man could probably help him find himself, probably he worked with him. He could call the numbers on the card, and if not the phonebook could easily find the new address of the M firm, right? Deciding it wasn't time to give up and he needed to continue searching (he'd been in the city for a week, why give up?) Puchai stood and putting on one of the gray coats the doctor had given him (the chill of winter was still on the air) he picked the card and apple design, some of the pens , just in case he found information worth writing down) and walked out the small office.
The sound was coming from the desk's lower drawer.
He was too enthralled in the different documents for different cases he had to fill that he was oddly aware of the vibrating and ringing, but unable to process it was coming from his desk's lower drawer. It took a coworker, a fellow officer in the force, to actually come over and ask him to find the item creating such ruckus so his coworkers, fourteen of them, could continue their work in peace.
He looked around surprised, looking over his glasses and finding everyone staring at him, and then opened the drawer, pulled out several bags; not much to see. Some office supplies, some personal supplies, and then a bag at the very end. A cell phone was vibrating and ringing loudly, announcing an unknown caller. The man lifted the bag surprised, and the woman stared at him with the usual annoyance he received after the case had closed. "What is it?"
"It's the cell phone of the victim, remember? The money laundering thing?"
"Ah, yeah." As the woman answered, not really knowing what he meant, he quickly opened the bag and pulled the cell phone out. "Wasn't that the missing evidence?" Ignoring him, officer Ji Heon answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Is this the cell phone of Jeon Jin Ho?"
"Yes, who is this? Do you know where he is at?"
"I… I was hoping he could help me."
The office gave several directions to the caller and hung up the phone, picket out all the items of the case he could find and then handed the paperwork to his coworker before running out of the office. He ran across the street, through a narrow alley and towards the street that lead to a worn down apartment building; he hurried up the stairs all the while calling a name. "Eun Seol! Eun Seol!" Because of the case they had been separated and set in different shifts, but if he could nail this case and fin the evidence required then they could be together again. "Eun Seol!" He called again, slamming his fist several times on the door before pushing it open and continuously calling the name, like a child. "Wake up, wake up Eun Seol! I've found him, I've found him!" And he invaded the privacy of the sleeping woman, who moved the covers to cover her head and try to make him leave.
"Get out!"
"Eun Seol, come on, we've got to go. Coffee Time!"
"What are you talking about?"
"I've found him, the guy from that case from a year ago, remember?"
"No, get lost."
"The money laundering case, the one with the architect remember? The guy called his own cell phone!"
"Ji Heon, what are you saying?"
"Come on, get up! We've got to go to that coffee house!" And he got up, dragging her along when they were in the hallway he finally listened to her complains and turned, seeing she was dressed in her PJs and halted. "What are you wearing, we've got a very important meeting you can't go wearing that!"
"Oh, please, you invade my house and force me out of bed! Get lost so I can sleep some more!"
"No can sleep! Dress let's go!"
"Scattered reports of thunderstorms over Jejudo had arrived, what means the long weekend there will be stormy. But at the north coast sunny weather will invite the thousand of Koreans in holiday to visit…" Puchai's eyes shifted from the screen where the news were been broadcasted and made a mental note of the thunderstorms, for some reason it was important, and looked around the busy street. Some girls in a car waved at him what mad him frown and then smile shaking his head slightly. He then fixed his hair and made sure he still looked presentable; whoever this police office was he seemed to know his family so he didn't' want them thinking he was a disgrace.
"He looks like City Hunter." Said Eun Seol, looking at the man from across the street and frowning. She then turned to the portrait she'd been holding close to her heart (and over her wrist), showing Jeon Jin Ho, and sighed. "Amazing how time didn't seem to damage him. And here we though he'd been badly hurt. He looks exactly the same, except his hair style."
"Remember that hair dresser; he said he changed his style that night because he wanted to please his wife."
"Yeah, but why the City Hunter style?"
"She liked the series, remember? We watched the whole thing with her after the case got closed."
"Ah, now I remember why I like the series too."
"Let's go, Eun Seol." Fixing up her hair and following her old partner Eun Seol smiled. Maybe if they got this guy home, as they should have a year ago they would get them back to the field and working together.
"Ji Heon, wait up!" She said before chuckling softly to herself.
"Wow, look at him." Said Ji Heon, staring at the man across the table, Eun Seol nodded; amazed at how good looking this guy was in person. The woman was staring at him while resting her cheek against her palm her cup of coffee in the other hand. Ji Heon sucked on the cold drink he ordered while Puchai had not even touched his own drink. The man had his hands over his lap, eyes scanning the couple before him carefully, seeing if he had some sort flashback.
He didn't.
"Excuse me but; do I know you?"
"Wow! He's as polite as she said."
"Good looking too."
"I'm good looking."
"Not as good looking as he is. I'm happy we found him, I can gaze at him."
"Sorry?" Asked Puchai making the woman realize what she just said and flushed with embarrassment, sucking on her coffee and turning away while the other man cleared his throat. "Who are you guys? Why did you answer Jeon Jin Ho's cell phone?"
"Ah, yes." Said the male officer smiling at the man. "My name is Cha Ji Heon; I'm the police office in charge of the investigation of your disappearance." That got Puchai to open his eyes wide. "You are Jeon Jin Ho. You've been missing for a year. We searched for you till two months ago when the case was closed."
"I'm Jeon Jin Ho?"
"Your wife called the police in February the second last year, she said you left the day before for a very important dinner party and didn't come back. You've been missing ever since." Jin Ho blinked twice and nodded, looking down at his hand. "Forgive us asking, is part of the job, but where have you been?"
Chuckling Jin Ho nodded and looked at them. Eh explained about the coma and that he was found in the North coast by a doctor, who helped him get back. "I've been following my heart this far, it can't be wrong right?"
"It led you to us."
"Wow, only one week at the capital and you already found out who you are. Isn't it amazing?"
"I'm sorry, for having troubled you out of your work." He said softly, bowing softly. "Can I trouble you some more?"
"It's no trouble whatsoever, let us know how we can help you."
"Is my wife Park Gae In-ssi?"
"Yes, did you remember her?" Jin Ho nodded, not needing to give them a lot of explanations. "She was very worried about you; she told us that it was rare for you to be out of the house for so long without calling."
"I'm an architect, right? SangGoJae is my home."
"Yes, that's right."
"Do you have a picture of my wife?" Both officers gave him an odd stare. "I know it's a strange request but since I woke up I have been slowly remembering things, the house, the work, apples and balloons (here both officers gave him an odder stare) but I can't remember her face. I remember her voice and hair, even the song she used to sing as a child, but I can't remember her face."
"In that case you need to go see her yourself, right?" Something set in his heart, and Jin Ho looked at them with a serious stare.
"Where is SangGoJae?"
"Your house? I think Dr. Park is taking care of it now, right?" Eun Seol nodded at Ji Heon's words. "Gae In-ssi was taken to Jejudo because of the reporters still banging at the door. I've heard the professor is very good at getting rid of them."
"Are you certain she's at Jejudo?"
"Yes, Director Choi took her there three months ago, I think. Probably she's still there. Do you remember him, Director Choi?" A Jin Ho felt his heart suddenly shrivel and in alert he shot up, surprising both officers, who followed him with their eyes. There was a thunderstorm coming, Park Gae In was afraid of thunder.
"You have my things?" It wasn't a request, but a demand.
"Yeah, here." Said the man reaching into his pocket and pulling out the cell phone and wallet, the man's car keys and several documents. "But we still have to…"
"I'll be back, just… I'll be back!" And he hurried out the coffee shop. The two cops stared as he went; the man frowning while the girl sighed.
"We should have search for him harder. Look at that body go, what a shame."
"Eun Seol, is that why you were searching for him? Because he's good looking?"
"You said it."
"Ya!" Letting anger dissipate Ji Heon frowned. "Should we call Park Gae In-sii to let her know?"
"No, it might sound cruel but this is a surprise that should not be announced." And Eun Seol sucked from her coffee.
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Author's Ramblings: Did you notice the cameo around here? I loved playing with the cameo… hope you can name it. I think it I made him find out about everything too soon, don't you think? But this was a quick fic nothing too complicated. Hope you enjoyed! Every time a review is left for this story Lee Mi Hon smiles… kyaaa~! *Faints*
