"How old are you?"
Those were the first words that came out, and I tilted my head to look up and meet his eyes. Gun Min He had 'what the f**k' written all over his face.
"That is not relevant. Have you come with the information I asked you for?" I asked coolly.
The shock disappeared, and a dark expression shadowed his face.
"I do not deal with kids."
He went past me.
"You know my age doesn't change the fact that I have your grandmother's details." I turned to look at him, and he turned to me, furious.
"She will be deported, and isn't she sick?" I asked, blinking at him, taking a long drag of my cigarette aand blowing it out. Gun Min He’s gazed fall to my action and judgement harden his eyes.
"Do you have any idea what you are doing, blackmailing an FBI agent and basically being an
