Pumping Information || Marc & Seung Yun
Gomorrah wasn't Marc's favorite place, considering how pushy the strippers and the prostitutes were. No, "here on business" does not mean "I want your boobs in my face," but often that message didn't make it across.
Business often necessitated he find his way there, though, since the workers held ample knowledge about their clientele. And as much as he'd prefer the usual contacts, eventually their knowledge would run dry.
"Seung Yun please?" he asked a server, and she pointed him in the right direction--an empty room with a bed and an open curtain.
He doubted "No, I just want to talk" would fly, plus she'd be far less to show up if there weren't the promise of ample payment.
Would he pay her? That depended on the information, but as he settled down on the bed, he went through his plan B. Either way, he was getting the information he came for. How that happened was entirely up to her.
