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“Nam-Lee residence speaking, who is this?” Woohyun asked, answering the phone as soon as it rang, one lazy summer Friday. His husband Sungyeol was upstairs in their spacious, Art Deco manor.

Sunlight filtered lazily through open windows, as Woohyun sat in the lounge. Classical music, from some long-deceased European composer, played in the background, producing barely-audible tones.

A photography album lay across Woohyun’s lap as he answered the phone.

The book was a new collection from one of Sungyeol’s friends, and Woohyun planned to show Sungyeol later had the other man not dashed upstairs to the main bedroom as soon as he entered the house.

“It’s Prosecutor Song from the prosecutor’s office,” said the female voice on the other end of the line. “No time for chit-chat. The National Assembly approved the arrest motion.

The police are coming to arrest your husband in thirty seconds. I’m letting you know because I owed your family a favor. Now we’re even.”

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