Then she pulled out another mask — the one she always used for official operations.
She pressed the mask on and smoothed the edges so it looked normal.
A black sedan was parked at the far end.
Driver in full black suit and sunglasses, standing straight like a statue.
He opened the door the moment she approached.
"Yoon Ha-rin," he said.
She raised a brow. "Yeah. That's me."
"Immediate extraction," he said. "Please get in."
She leaned on the door instead of getting in.
"What's Ghost-6?" she asked.
He replied, "You will be briefed at the location."
"That's not helpful."
"That is all I can say."
She stared at him for a second, trying to read him.
Nothing. No emotion. No reaction.
She clicked her tongue. "Alright, whatever."
She got in the back seat.
The car door shut behind her.
The sedan pulled away from the location, and Ha-rin looked out the window, eyes half-closed.
"Ghost-6…?" she whispered.
She smirked a little. 'Looks fun.'
