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One of our people has betrayed us and escaped!” Yo-jong snarled. “Director, if the enemy finds you here, they will assume you were involved in an act of terror. We must get you across the Demilitarized Zone. I am under orders from Dear Leader to keep you safe at all costs,” the solder replied forcefully. “We leave. Now.” Yo-jong gritted her teeth at this. There was no way a soldier would lie about his orders from Kim Jong-un; to do so would indian mean execution. In a fit of anger and frustration, she opened the driver’s door and yanked Song from the car, landing him on his knees. She then pulled the pistol from the soldier’s coat and pressed it to his head. “This is all your fault,” she seethed. “Then let me make Indian Porn it right!” Song pleaded. “I am the best tracker in the army; you know this to be true. I will find them. I will kill the bastard. And I will bring the girl back.” This gave Yo-jong pause. 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