Chapter 33: Jin Tae's Woe
Sunny waited in the lobby of Park's office, earlier in the day she had gotten a text message from Jo Kwan that read urgent and nothing more. When she got in she heard yelling and cursing in Korean; it was fast; but she understood a minuscule of it.
"Johji anhda eonlin sonyeon! (No good little boy!)
"Asseuldeeobsneun bil-eo meog-eul! (Fucking worthless!)
"Baegchi saekki! (Idiot motherfucker!)
And her favorite part.
"Naneun neoleoul jug-yeoya hae! (I should kill you!)".
Sunny honestly has never heard the old man curse that much in her life. "Sir?" Joo Kwan chimed in "S-Should I send her in?" "Send her in!" he yelled, she uneasily waved Sunny in.
The office door opened, she saw Jin Tae seated with his down. This wasn't the usual argument. "Uh, you called for me?" Sunny gulped "Yes, and you're going to help me with something" Park looked more furious than before "This idiot managed to lose a very large sum of money that belonged to certain prominent people in our group" he explained "How much are we talking about exactly?" Sunny looked at him, he seemed more thinner than before "A lot, I won't specify" he let out a small cough "Grandfather, just please...let me-" Jin Tae tried to speak "No" Park swallowed a capsule "But-!" "Dagchyeo! (Shut up!)" he yelled "But please! Just let me-!" "Ib-damul-eo! (Shut your mouth!)".
Sunny looked at the two, a wolf cub being scolded by the elder wolf for doing something dishonorable "How's your Cantonese?" Park suddenly asked "Feichang hao (Pretty good)" she spoke "My sources told me that one of these scum hangs out at a hemp shop around Vespucci Beach" "I know where it is" she faked a cough "I'll need to make a call for some back up" Sunny knew who to text.
"He'll be alone, if he runs then chase after him so long as it leads you right back to the money; call me when you get it" he ordered "I will" Sunny dutifully obeyed. The old man's attention turned to the little boy looking down in shame "You..." he points his finger at him "You better hope that this girl gets that money back...or else I'll make sure to send you back to your father bit by bit...you better hope..." he threatened "So...I'll be on my way" Sunny quietly left.
She's honestly never seen Park that angry before and hopefully, she thinks to herself, it'll be the last time that she'll ever want to see him angry.
'C, you there?' 'Yes =)! Was up?' 'I need you to meet me your place, bring a gun or two; explaining when I get there' 'What's going on?' 'Like I said, I will tell you when I get there' 'K! ;D!'.
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"So the little bugger lost some money? And grandpa is going to chop him into bits if we don't get it back?" Chelsea laid it out as she and Sunny walked past beach goers "Yeah that pretty much sums it up, it'd be easier if the fucker got killed and we wouldn't have to put up with him anymore" Sunny pushed past a bikini clad model doing a shoot "Probably would be since he's such a wanking dick licker" "You read my mind".
"So where do we come into play?" Chelsea slipped past a couple of tourists "They told me that he hangs out at that weed dispensary that's not far from here, if he runs then we got to follow him back to wherever he's going and their might be a bullet fest coming our way" Sunny sounded worried "Hope you got what I asked for?" "A couple of Skorpions with some ammo, perfect for this type of thing" Chelsea passed a bum pretending that he was a veteran A for effort she thought. "I assume you got proper transportation for us?" Sunny already felt winded by the heat of the sun "Uh about that, we're going to have to share a seat" "What do you mean?" she wiped the sweat off her brow "We're taking a dirt bike" Chelsea mentioned, Sunny stops and turns "A fucking dirt bike? Why didn't you bring your car?" "Well, sorry I was in a rush to meet you so I kinda forgot my car keys, so I managed to borrow a Sanchez but it was only room for two".
"I cannot fucking believe this" Sunny put her hand on her head "What? It's plenty fast, and besides, it's also pretty awesome!" Chelsea gestures "Oy..." she rolled her eyes.
The smell of hemp reaches her nose "Alright, get the bike; if we're going to do this; might as well do it" "Okay then let me get the bike" Chelsea disappeared into an alleyway. Sunny looked on from a far at who was the person of interest. The likeness of the photo that she was shown fit the description; lanky like a twig. Hair spiked up. Wore a couple of diamonds in his ears. His pants sagged like every typical gang banger on the west coast. Sunny first thought she saw the typical twat that were hipsters, he looked like a hipster but their was nothing hip about him.
"Chengmahn (Excuse me)" Sunny got his attention "Ni xiang yao shenme? (What do you want?)" he rudely replied "Ni you shuyo wo de dongxi (You have something that belongs to me)", he looked confused "Laoren song wole (The old man sent me)". When he heard that he opened his mouth and did something gesturing with his hands, she thought maybe he was going to come up with an excuse; instead he did the opposite. And the usual happens. He bolts like a rabbit "Oh fuck" Sunny cursed to herself as she started to chase after him. She hated it they ran. Just once she tells herself that she wanted one person who didn't run.
She dodged people around her to try and keep up. He reaches his Bati. It vrooms to life and speeds away "Damn it!" Sunny couldn't catch him in time "Hey!" Chelsea came her way on the dirt bike "Come on!". Sunny hopped on "We got to follow him! Go!" she ordered "No need to tell me twice!".
Chelsea pumps the throttle and takes off.
They pass traffic, narrowly missing a forty year old woman walking her dog. Sunny looks past the many cars and saw the target. Something wizes past their heads "I think he's shooting at us!" Chelsea shouts "Shoot back!" she ordered "No! We got to follow him! Their's too many people here!" Sunny looked up and saw that they were a millisecond behind him. "Just stay on him!" Sunny barked "He'll lead us back to whoever he reports to!" "And then what?" "Then we'll just have to finish them off and get that money!".
Chelsea kept steady on him "Don't you have any helmets? I don't feel safe while we're going at this fucking speed!" "No! I just grabbed the bike and came here! So you're going to have to make do!.
"We're going to crash at this speed with the way you're driving!" Sunny complained "Really? You're going to do this now?".
They kept on following eventually reaching Cypress Flats. The man turned a right into a nearby warehouse. He ditches the bike and runs towards the others "Shale tamen! (Kill them!).
Sunny and Chelsea hop off the bike, they pull out the Skorpions and take cover behind a crate. Automatic gunfire erupts "Geez! They must really want to keep that money!" Chelsea huddled up next to Sunny "Then I hope they don't mind that we confiscate the goods that they have!". Sunny took a left, Chelsea took a right. They shoot at who they could see. Sunny could see that these people weren't ordinary street trash looking for a quick dollar, they were to well organized and well armed.
Chelsea took down three, she notices the intended target "Hey! The little bugger took cover in that office!" she points out "He's hiding! Not like it's going to make a difference!" Sunny changes a magazine. Sunny takes down a couple of men and sets her eyes on three more. The two women advance section by section. This was seemed too easy for Sunny, a feeling came over her but she didn't what it was. The last few put up a fight, a really hard one. AK's against Skorpions seemed uneven. The two just unload what they have, Sunny was nearly hit herself; something that almost never happen to her. Chelsea shoots the last one and takes him down. They proceed to what was the main office and kick down the door "La shi (Shit)" he cursed "Daizi (The bag), xianzai (now)!" Sunny points the sights at him "Geng duo jijiang daolai! (More are coming!) Ni xingjiao! (You're fucked!)".
Several shots from Chelsea's gun shuts him up "Well that settles that". Sunny went to collect the bag. She checked the contents to make sure they weren't damaged.
"Okay, all good and accounted for".
Sunny tilts her head, her ear picked up a certain sound; she knew what was coming. "Come on we got to move fast" she hurriedly grabs the bag "Why? I mean they're dead, shouldn't we celebrate?" "Uh, no. We have to get the fuck out of here unless you want to get tortured to death by a bunch of Chinese gangsters". Chelsea heard the sound herself "Good point".
They run to the Sanchez. Chelsea quickly tries to start the bike but it sputters "Oh shit" she hit's the throttle again "Chelsea come on" Sunny looked back as she heard the noise getting louder, the throttle is hit again but to no avail "Come on! Come on!" the sound of bikes are coming in. Chelsea hits the throttle one more time, it sputters at first but it starts "Yes!" she tells herself "Come on go already!" Sunny hollers, she saw the first five bikes coming at the rear. She held onto Chelsea's waist tightly as they took off.
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The Sanchez held as much as it could. Sunny looked back "Damn it! They're still on us!" "Well do something!" Chelsea demands as gunfire nearly hits them. Sunny turned around and starts shooting. The first two bikes go down rather quickly. It was difficult to aim since they were both dodging cars and bullets "Hold it still!" "I'm trying to! Really hard to do so when we're being shot at!".
Sunny takes another shot at the third bike, the bullets striking the driver in the chest and abdomen. The fourth and fifth are the next to go. Sunny quickly reloads and aims at the two, she unloads. The fourth one's front wheel was hit and he ends up crashing into a barista operating on the street. The fifth one is struck in the leg and chest and falls off the bike. "That's all of them! I can't believe we got away!" Sunny boasted "That seemed to a little too easy!" Chelsea cautiously remarked. They were near the freeway. Sunny turned her head, her eyes widen as a big rig was speeding towards the rear "Oh shit!" "What?" Chelsea asked but then looked at the side mirror and saw what was coming at them "Oh bugger!" "Speed this thing up!.
"I'm on it alright! Just keep it off of us!.
Chelsea sped up as Sunny started shooting. The bullets bounce off like rubber bands. Chelsea took a left and the rig did the same thing, Sunny reloaded and kept firing. They were in Strawberry now. A bus manages to cut it off in it's path.
"Oh fuck! We made it!" Sunny cheerfully laughed "Don't cheer just yet!" Chelsea points out as a small road block of SUV's and bikes up ahead stops them from going any further. Sunny empties the whole clip at them as Chelsea took a hard left "Where are we going?" Sunny asked "We're going to take a short cut! Just hang on really tight!".
They kept on going until they reached the Los Santos River "Oh god, this place stinks!" Sunny remarked "Well this place is a fucking sewer! What'd you expect?" Chelsea sarcastically tells her. Sunny starts shooting at the SUV's and the bikes, she reloads clip after clip. She manages to take down the bikes but the SUV's were the most difficult to get rid of. The bike gets out from below the overpass. Something crashes from above, the concrete falls and smashes into the ground and water. "Holy shit!" the two exclaimed at the same time as the rig from before crashes onto the pavement. "Oh my fucking god! This is getting crazy!" Sunny erratically starts shooting as much as she can. Her piece runs out and quickly grabs Chelsea's piece.
The way up ahead has another bigger problem. Another road block this time it was bikes, SUV's and two gas tankers blocking the way. Oh fuck! Better think of something fast! is the first thing on Chelsea's mind; then she got an idea. She accelerated "Chelsea what are you doing?" Sunny nervously questioned "We're going through that thing!" she says as she kept on speeding through "Just hang really really tight!". Sunny gripped onto her waist like a vice grip "OH GOD! CHELSEA!.
She hits the brake and power slides under the tanker. Sparks fly as they keep on sliding. They make it through. The rigs hits the brakes as hard it can but it isn't enough, it collides.
Boooooooom!
Both tankers along with the SUV's and bikes are obliterated in the explosions.
Sunny breathes rapidly, her chest heaves back and forth "Ow! Oh!" she let's out a painful groan "You alright?" Chelsea turned back and saw that she was gripping her left forearm, some blood was seeping out "Shit, we got to get you treated" "No, I got to drop this off first" Sunny dutifully tells her "Sunny you're hurt, we got to patch that up" Chelsea insist "Yeah I get that but we got to drop this off first, please?" she pleads "Oh alright" Chelsea sighed "Can you hang in there until we get there?" "Yeah but I need to go to your place too get treated.
"Why?" Chelsea wondered "Because I don't want my girlfriend walking in seeing me like this" Sunny points out "Okay we'll do it your way".
"When we get back to Little Seoul, I need you wait by my car" "Whatever you say".
They leave the burning wreck as sirens started to come in. This likely will the story of a lifetime.
Park's private office, Little Seoul
He opens the bag up and see that the contents are there; Park looks up at Sunny. He see's the bloody scrape on her forearm.
"I assume there was a scuffle?" he wondered "You wouldn't believe it" she shook her head and sighed "See the money's back, everything is set" Jin Tae chimes in "It's all good now", Park looked at him angrily.
"Good? You call this good?" his voice trembles with fury "G-Grandfather, please...I just made a mistake that's all" the boy trembled "We nearly lost every bit of this money...money that took years to build up...what do you think would have happened if this was lost? Do you have any idea of the type of ramifications that we would have suffered if this was lost?
"Do you think that I will forget that this happened?" Park stood in front of him "Huh?" he pushed him "Huh?" he slapped him and not in a playful way "Huh?!" he slapped him in the face, the boy flinched and sniveled "You fucking worthless maggot faced fool! Do you think that I am ever going to trust you? Do You?!" he smacks him with his backhand and he falls down on the carpet "Get out of my sight, I never want to see you in my life" Park ordered "You're dead to me" "Grandfather please..." he pathetically pleaded "Get out or I am going to kill you myself with my fucking hands!" the old man violently threatened. The boy slowly got up and went to the door. Jin Tae looked at Sunny for several seconds "This isn't over..." he points his finger at her "You fucking bitch, you're going to get yours" he threatens "Get the fuck out!" Park screamed.
The office atmosphere became tense and abysmal. Sunny looked at everything; it felt like watching a soap opera. She gripped her arm, the pain was coming in full "I need to get treatment for this, you know where to find me if you need something", he nodded her off.
As she was riding down in the elevator Sunny couldn't stop thinking about that threat. It wasn't a brat throwing a random tantrum; it felt more serious.
Chelsea's apartment, Vespucci Beach
"Ow! Ah! Fuck!" Sunny cried out "Hold still" Chelsea poured alcohol onto a piece of gauze "No please! I can't take it anymore! It fucking hurts!" she hollers, Chelsea slapped the gauze onto the scrape "Argh! Goddammit!" "You know for someone who acts tough you sure cry like a pussy" Chelsea snickered "Fuck you! It fucking hurts like a son a of bitch! Ah!".
Chelsea covers the scrape with gauze and tapes it carefully.
"So what are you going to tell your girlfriend?" "I'll just say you and me wrestled, it went too far and you ended up hurting me" Sunny rubbed the bandage slowly "Oh I hurt you!" Chelsea laughed "Fine I'll say that we went bike riding and I fell off, happy?" she sneers. Chelsea grabbed a bottle of vodka from the refrigerator "Here drink some of this" she handed the bottle to Sunny; she carefully opens it. She chugs a gulp and coughs "What a fucking day" she handed the bottle back to Chelsea who in turn takes a swig "One day I'm going to just relax and just never have to worry about anything after that" she wipes her brow "Well maybe one day you will, maybe one day you and your girlfriend will settle down; have kids and you all live happily ever fucking after" Chelsea took her seat across from her "I'd like that right.
"Maybe you'll get to be that kids godmother" Sunny suggested "Ooh" Chelsea cooed "No, scratch that; you'll probably go crazy and end up killing them" "You and your fucking quips" she takes another swig "That'd be the life though" Sunny looked at the sunset, her mind went to that fantasy happy life that wanted to live. Kids in school would tell themselves that they would marry someone they liked, Sunny never really gave it any thought though. She did see herself as wife worthy, if and when she found the right person (which she did), but with the current things that she's doing Sunny tells herself that she may want to hold off on that until everything in her life is steady. And also she wants to make sure that the life she wants to live has less blood being spilled, and less bullets being fired in her direction.
"You think the thing with that brat is over?" Chelsea passes the bottle to her "Probably and hopefully, if we're lucky someone might just kill him" Sunny drinks half a liter and burps "Damn" Chelsea laughed "I like this thing between you and me" she points out "What? You torturing and patching me up?" "You're such a pussy when I poured that stuff on you" Chelsea smiled "It hurt genius, I'm human; I can feel pain" Sunny rubbed the gauze gently "Next time I'm the one who's going to do the saving" Sunny finishes the last of the vodka, her cheeks red with drunkenness "Can you drive me home? I think I'm a little drunk" "You're a little more than that".
"Fuck you" Sunny stupidly laughed "You going to take me home or not?".
"Yeah, wouldn't want you to be found in a tub full of ice with one of your kidneys missing" Chelsea grabbed her keys "Oh I'm the sarcastic one" she lifted her up and escorts her to the car.
"Don't drive too fast" "Okay mum, sit there and keep being drunk".
Chelsea stopped at the nearest intersection, Sunny already went to sleep. Gently she brushes her cheek. A part of her likes her and probably wants more. The other part tells her no, she's a friend and nothing more. Her heart still belonged to him. The only man that she would have called her husband. Chelsea's heart is broken into a million pieces. That type of thing takes time too repair. And she still has that score to settle. That one deadly score she wants to finish. Red turns to green. She put those thoughts out of her head. One day that will be settled.
One day...
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