As soon as I secure the documents, I reach for my radio, my fingers trembling slightly as I input the frequency Seok-jin and I have been using for our communications. I take a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves, before I press the button and speak.
"Seok-jin," I say, my voice low and urgent. "It's me. I need to arrange a meeting with you as soon as possible. I have some critical information from Chairman Hwang that we need to discuss."
There's a long pause, and for a moment, I fear that Seok-jin may not respond. But then, his voice crackles through the speaker, heavy with exhaustion and strain.
"I understand," he says, his words slow and measured. "But I'm afraid I need more time. Chairman Hwang's condition has taken a turn for the worse, and I need to be by his side. Give me a few days, and I'll be in touch to arrange a meeting."
