"Ah, thinking about this now won't help," he muttered.
"Later, after I meet Lawyer Shin and have a serious conversation, there will surely be a way out."
With a lazy but determined movement, Ji-ho stretched his arms high, trying to shake off the stiffness in his body. He glanced around the room. It had been days since he'd last stayed there, but everything still looked spotless, not a speck of dust in sight. "Mom must've cleaned it," he thought, feeling a wave of gratitude.
