{If you're going to do it… please come back safely}
Sadness, anger, pain, regret, bitterness — all of it overflows inside me.
But I believe leaving things as they are will extinguish the last glimmer of hope on the path to change.
I don't care if my hands are stained with blood in exchange for the sisters' happiness.
A person who wanted nothing more than a decent life is suffering because of someone who sees them with nothing but exploitation.
I've seen this happen many times in countless cases… I know that pain.
So… this time, I will do what must be done.
I went to buy a cup of coffee from a nearby café and sat watching people, how happiness seemed to show on their faces.
Something like that can be achieved by staying away from anything dark or wicked — something I have built my entire life around since childhood.
After a few minutes, two people leaving the café caught my attention.
I feel like I've seen them somewhere before… but where?
Well… maybe I'm just imagining things.
Still, they feel strangely familiar.
I finished my coffee and left. When I reached my car, I found scratch marks on the driver's door.
Who the hell would do this?
No one nearby… I'll deal with it later.
I got in and drove back to the hospital. Earlier, I had bought a book for Rina after hearing she likes literary novels.
When I entered the room, I found Miyār playing with Rina.
"Welcome back."
Hello, Uncle.
"Hello… I'm sorry if you felt bored here."
"It's okay, just sit."
Before I sit, this is for you.
"A book? Thank you."
You're welcome. I chose it myself, so I hope you like it.
"If you chose it yourself, then I'm sure it's good."
Uncle, where's my gift?
I'll buy you whatever you want later.
Yay! Thank you!
Anyway… I'll take Miyār home. I have work tomorrow, so I'll send a friend to take you both to your new house.
He'll pick you up from the hospital as soon as you're discharged, and Miyār will already be with him.
"Alright… thank you for everything. But may I ask you something?"
"Who are you?"
"You entered our lives and brought hope back to us. It would have all ended without you."
[Even I don't know what I am anymore… Does the word human still describe me?]
I'm just someone who wants to pull you out of the darkness.
You don't deserve any of this. That's all I am.
For now, we're leaving. Take this — it's a new phone with my number on it.
I doubt it will happen, but if anything occurs or you need something, call me.
"Okay… goodbye."
Goodbye.
Goodbye, sister.
… "It seems he doesn't trust me enough to tell me who he is."
{If you're going to do it… please come back safely}
I dropped Miyār off at home, then went to a café downtown while waiting for information from that subordinate.
— Thirty minutes later —
My phone started ringing.
"Hello."
"Hi. I've gathered some information that might help you, but there's something I need to ask first."
What is it?
"Do you want to kill them?"
Is that important to you?
"They owe us money. I was thinking of sending our men to make an example of one of them in case they try to dodge payment."
And what does that have to do with me?
"It seems you don't understand. All the information is yours. Tell me who you want taken, and consider it done."
And if I say I don't care about you and go alone?
"These are direct orders from the boss. He told me to deliver this offer. You know how much he hates smart-asses like them. You might need this favor someday. If I were you, I'd accept."
Fine. I won't act alone. But don't touch them until I arrive.
"You have my word. I'll leave you to read the information now. Goodbye."
After reviewing the details for several minutes, I understood the situation:
There are three small gangs operating in that area.
One of them extorts money from residents brutally, forcing them to pay for what they call "protection."
And as I suspected… I had seen those bastards before.
They were the same men who waited outside for the sisters that night.
There were three of them — one was arrested.
The other two… the same ones I saw at the café this morning.
So… the time for reckoning has come.
I sent their photos to the subordinate and reminded him again not to touch them until I arrived.
He gave me until tomorrow night — along with the location where they would be captured.
The last remaining wound… I will heal it.
This time, I will finish what remains of this case once and for all.
No room for regret.
The time for blood has come.