Devil's Music

Miroslav, who was instructed to hand over the bag Gregory gave to someone, gets in the car after completing his order. Miroslav closed the car door and asked the driver who was waiting for the car and the crew in the passenger seat if they were giving the radio to the guards who were following the car.

“Where is the girl? ”

The group member sitting in the passenger seat holding the radio turns his head.

“I'm just finishing up dinner in front of Julius and going to the department store. ”

“Really? Let's go. ”

As the car departs, Miroslav, looking out the window for a moment, suddenly asks, watching the car fold into downtown Brooklyn.

“Brooklyn? Which department store did you go to? ”

The organizer turns his head again.

“Century 21 department store on 87th Street. ”

Miroslav slaps the headrest of the passenger seat with a big look.

“What!!! Hey!!! Ah · · ·. ”

Miroslav, who realized that a security force consisting of less than two years had come to the United States, could not have known what had happened four years ago, grabbed and ripped the hairless head off a skin head.

“Radio. Where I am now.”

A member of the organization sent an urgent radio with a suspicious expression.

“Security, what's your location? ”

“Principle, I just arrived at the department store. I dropped the girl in front of the department store a moment ago. ”

Miroslav, who heard the radio, closes his eyes and squeezes his glance.

“This is crazy.”

A member of the team carefully looks at Miroslav and asks.

“What's the matter with you? ”

Miroslav sighs, his hands clapping his eyes.

“Century 21 Department Store... that's where you watched Natalie die four years ago. Ugh...”

A member of the organization rumbled in his honor.

“Yes?????? Are you sure?”

Miroslav squeezes his head and shakes his hand.

“Just hurry up. ”

The Myroslav chariot speeds up and echoes the clock.

* *

The front door of the department store was visible in Kiska's eyes when he got out of the car, holding a rabbit doll in his hand. Kiska tilts her head in a familiar atmosphere and picks up one foot and sticks a bean on the floor. Byung-jun grabbed Kiska's hand and led her to the entrance of the department store while taking a call from Sonlin on the way out of the car. Kiska looks around and sees the entrance to a familiar department store. In Kiska's eyes, looking at the two large trees at the entrance of the department store, the wounds on the waist of the tree came in.

Kiska looks at the buildings across from the department store and the surrounding buildings as she wrinkles her wounds that seem to have been hit by something strong. Byung-jun looked down at Kiska and said that he was talking to her from a distance.

“Kay's busy on the phone, should we go in and have a look? ”

Byeong-jun grabbed Kiska's hand and dragged her, but when he saw her pushing her hips back and empowering her legs, he let go of her hand.

“Huh? What's the matter? You want to go in with Kay? ”

The eyes of Byungjun, who was looking down at Kiska, gave a big look, and his face was filled with tears.

“What, what's wrong? ”

When Byung-jun bent his knees and made eye contact with the height of Kiska's eyes, he saw her wandering around with frightened eyes. Bottle Joon who wiped my eyes with tears asked.

“Kiska, what's wrong? What's going on?”

Bottle Joon, holding his side, cries out as Kiska wiggles his hand.

“Come on! It's too dangerous to drive, Gunny! Gun!”

When I was on the phone with Byung-jun and Kiska, I quickly hung up. Kneeling on one knee, he looks at the struggling Kiska and makes eye contact. Kiska hugged the case's neck to see if it calmed down a bit. When Gun saw the bottleneck in Kiska's reaction, Byeong-jun shook his head.

“I don't know, all of a sudden. ”

Gun said in a reassuring voice, touching Kiska's back.

“Kiska, what happened? I'm right here. I'll protect you. ”

As Kiska hung on to more cases, he couldn't help but flash Kiska and said to Byungjun.

“Something's going on. Just shop fast and go back. ”

“Okay, the guards will be waiting outside, just a couple of men to cover us. I'll be a little further away, so let's go buy a life. Kiska doesn't look so good either. ”

“Okay, brother. Let's go to Kiska.”

As the gun stepped forward and walked toward the department store, I saw the horrified face of Kiska in Byeong-jun's eyes. Byeong-jun, who looked around to make sure there was no problem, looked at the two members of the group who were waiting next to him and followed them into the department store.

In Kiska's eyes, trembling around, holding the gun in his arms, the view of the department store became too different from before. Not the ruined department store I saw every day, but a bright, clean, smelly department store with subtle classical music and friendly smiles whenever I met them. I felt Kiska calming down a little after putting her down on the ground and reaching out my hand.

Kiska, who was still shaking her legs a little, looked up and grabbed the rabbit doll. Every night, I held out my hand, smiling as if I had always held out my hand.

“Come on, come on, Kiska! ”

Kiska, who holds out her hand without even knowing it, stands next to the case of walking slowly to the aid. Kiska suddenly saw a store next to the bathroom where she hid and watched her mother four years ago, taking a few steps hesitantly. The place where the cosmetics store had been located had a large animated character on display made of Legos. What you don't know is that he led Kiska towards the character.

“Kiska, there's a huge Lego over there. Do you want to see?”

The sight of Kiska backing away shaking her head in a frenzy made her head tilt.

“Huh? Is Lego too big to be afraid of? ”

As soon as Kiska retreated, he loosened his grip and headed to the place led by Kiska, where he naturally headed towards the department store exit. Gun looks down at the girl, drawn to Kiska's hand.

“What's the matter, Kiska? Don't want to shop?”

Kiska, who was about to leave the exit in a frenzy, looks up. As I looked down at myself with my worried eyes, I saw a warm smile as I made eye contact with myself. In Kiska's eyes, who stood for a moment and looked up, Miroslav came in, opening the department store door. With a tattoo tattooed on his bald head, he was relieved to see the Miroslav who always takes care of him, and he gasped for air as he lifted his little chest. Gun glances down at the girl, looking at the approaching Miroslav.

“Miroslav! Are you here? ”

Miroslav, who appears to be in a hurry, approaches and whispers to the gun.

“Let's get out of here. ”

“Yes? Outside? I just came in...”

“Let's go out and talk. ”

Miroslav gripped Kiska's hand and asked her about the shotgun outside the door.

“What's the matter? Is something wrong? ”

Miroslav sighs, gazing up at the department store with complex eyes.

“This is where Natalie died. ”

The gun's eyes widen. I looked up at the tall department store building for a moment and looked down at Kiska, holding her hand and shaking her legs. When I saw Kiska's face on one knee, I felt sorry for her tears.

“I'm sorry, Kiska. I-I don't know...”

Tears came to my eyes. I apologized too much to Kiska.

“I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Kiska. ”

I gradually regained my composure as Kiska apologized. Kiska lifted her little hand and wiped off the gun's tears, seeing the teardrop hanging big enough to make her tears fall right out of her eyes. Kiska hugged me on the neck, worried that the gun was crying. The gun grabbed the girl's back and apologized.

“I'm sorry, I didn't know. I'm sorry."

I grabbed Kiska in my arms and made eye contact with her. I felt her expression steady a little.

“I'm sorry, Kiska. Let's not go in today. ”

Kiska shakes her head, looking at the gun's face. As the gun shakes her head, she gives a questionable look.

“Huh? You don't want to go home? Do you want to go somewhere else? ”

He pulls out a bunch of money from the white bag that Kiska was strapped to his shoulder. The gun tilted its head, looking at the money the girl made.

“Huh? Money? Why money?"

Kiska pointed to a small shopping center across the street. The gun looks where the girl is pointing and nods.

“Oh, we're going somewhere else? ”

Kiska nods and crosses the sidewalk, holding the girl as if he knew. Bottle Joon approached and asked, looking at the two of them quietly with his hands on his waist.

“This is where Kiska's mother died? ”

Miroslav sighs and nods.

“It's my fault. I should have stayed by your side.”

Miroslav looks at the back of the two men crossing the road without saying a word, and shakes hands with them.

“Stay close. ”

When four members of the team were quickly crossing the crosswalk and following behind Kiska, Miroslav sighed and took out a cigarette and asked. A lighted lighter flashes out in front of the Miroslave, searching through her trouser pockets for a lighter. I looked up and saw Bottle Joon, who had a cigarette in his mouth, smiling brightly. Myroslav, who lit a cigarette on the fire that Byungjun gave out, emits a long smoke. Miroslav asked, watching the two entering the shopping center across the street while burning cigarettes without saying anything.

“But what did you come to buy? ”

Byung-jun shrugged.

“I don't know. I can't tell you what to buy. Kiska. ”

When he came to the shopping center with Kiska, he shrugged his shoulder and pushed the glass door into the first floor. I looked around the center selling quite a lot of things, but I still felt sorry for it, and I patted Kiska on the back.

“Kiska, what should we start with? Do you want to buy something? ”

Kiska, who had a much more stable expression, looked around and pointed to one store with his finger. Seeing the gun pointing at the girl, he smiled quietly. Where the girl pointed, Gregory's favorite Cuban market was located.

End of shopping in Kiska (3)

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