The caller

"Gwen, you're drunk," Amanda greeted when she saw her friend by the side of the pool.

She was holding a glass of wine. It's already late evening, but there she is drinking alone.

"What is it?" She spoke again.

She sat down next to her and let the cold water soak her feet and legs.

Gwen breathes heavily.

"It's nothing, I just want to clear my mind," she replied, gulping the contents of her glass again.

"I know we're stuck now, unable to do the things that we want to do," she sighed.

"We have no choice, Gwen. They are still everywhere hunting us," she continued.

"It's frustrating," Gwen replied shortly.

Then, all of a sudden, she went down to the pool. They feel exactly the same. Gwen valued her life in Korea, but she had to leave her business and her life there. She wants to be with her family, but she can't. She was still like a prisoner, just like before when they were under control by the syndicate. They both feel the same.

"Join me here, Amanda!" She shouted.