"Officer Kang!!"

The lunch hour at Sokcho City Hall.

Jang Gwanyong called Kang Hongcheol out onto the roof and raised his voice the moment he saw him.

Jang Gwanyong's head was swimming still.

"What? Has something happened?"

It was not Kang Hongcheol's department, so he had asked his friend Jang Gwanyong to see to the flower shop business.

He had come up to the roof expecting good news, and the feel of it is nothing of the kind.

Has the bastard eaten something that disagreed with him?

Not every public official is clean.

As good and evil live together in the balance by which the world turns, so it is in the officials' world too.

Jang Gwanyong, who became a friend of the spoiled official Kang Hongcheol by being the same age.

Both grade six officers.

The two of them help each other and take the benefit.

And today's business…….

"Did you know? Is that why you drove me onto a killing ground!!"

"Officer Jang! Don't lose your temper first — tell me in detail. What's gone wrong?"

"All of it! Fuck! What will you do if my neck goes because of you, Officer Kang!! Will you answer for me!!"

Jang Gwanyong shouting on the roof loud enough to lift the place off.

The flower shop mistress's words still lodged, ringing, in his ear.

Her husband is Haryun Group's youngest son.

A family that owns one of the ten great groups.

To such people, a low-grade provincial official can be tidied away lightly, on a small irregularity.

The whole way back to City Hall Jang Gwanyong's body shook.

Enough that he had to stop at a chemist's in the parade and buy a calming pill for the heart.

He took one drink off Kang Hongcheol and very nearly lay down in a grave plot.

"What is it? You have to say it before I can answer!"

Kang Hongcheol's voice rose too, out of frustration.

It was a thing he had been pushed into by a stubborn father's temper, and it had been sitting wrong with him all along.

And as…