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Peter Parker Richard Parker

THREE DAYS IN BLUE HOSE

In the shadow of power, trust is a weapon. When the South Korean President retreats to a private villa for a short vacation, the nation breathes easy—until three gunshots echo across the still air and the President vanishes without a trace. The nation is thrown into turmoil. Inside the Blue House, chaos simmers beneath polished marble floors. Intelligence agencies are on lockdown. Communication is restricted. And someone is lying. Assigned to the President's personal security detail, Han Tae Kyung, a disciplined and fiercely loyal Secret Service agent, finds himself at the center of the crisis. With his earpiece cut and his clearance mysteriously revoked, he realizes this disappearance is no accident—it’s a coordinated internal conspiracy. Over the next three days, Tae Kyung must go rogue, evading surveillance from within his own agency and deciphering encrypted files the President left behind. Clues lead him into the dark underworld of politics, espionage, and an unsanctioned mission known only by its codename: Project Phoenix. As bodies begin to drop and high-ranking officials move to cover their tracks, Tae Kyung must decide who he can trust—including a former flame turned intelligence analyst and a whistleblower deep within the National Intelligence Service. The clock is ticking. The Republic is watching. And the President’s life—if he’s still alive—hangs in the balance. But in a world where the truth is classified, can one man outmaneuver the machine designed to silence him?
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The cold, damp air clung to my skin like a shroud, and the scent of decay wafted through the dimly lit room. My sister's eyes, once bright and full of laughter, now seemed to burn with an inner fire, fueled by hatred and malice. "You think you're special, don't you, little Annie?" she whispered, her voice dripping with venom. "You think the king's favor makes you better than everyone else?" Memories of our childhood flooded my mind: the countless afternoons spent playing in the rain, our mother's disapproving glare when we made a mess, and the countless nights we shared secrets and dreams. But now, it seemed like those memories were nothing more than a distant dream, lost in the darkness of her eyes As she pushed the knife deeper into my skin, I felt a searing pain that seemed to rip through my very soul. I stared into her eyes, searching for any glimmer of the sister I once knew, but all I saw was a stranger, driven by a hunger for power and control. Just as I thought all was lost, a sudden gust of wind swept through the room, extinguishing the candles and plunging us into darkness. When the light returned, my sister lay motionless on the floor, a look of shock frozen on her face. The king stood tall, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. "Nobody touches what's mine," he declared, his voice echoing through the room like a promise of protection. As the king's words washed over me, I felt a sense of relief wash away the pain and fear. But with it came a new set of questions: What did it mean to be the king's? What lay ahead, now that my sister's betrayal had set this chain of events in motion?
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