Chapter Six
Back at my apartment the telephone bell began ringing the moment I opened the door. Leaving it open, I took the steep stairs two at a time. Not that I was expecting a call. It's just that I'm one of those people who go around biting their fingernails if the phone stops ringing before they've answered it. Kicking open the door of my living room I made a dive for the table and grabbed up the receiver.
'Hello? Moon Han-Sang speaking', I panted.
A low, controlled voice said, 'It's Kim Su-mi. You sound like the finish of the hundred meters'.
I laughed. 'Too many cigarettes. It's nice to hear your voice again. How are you, and did you have a good trip back?'
'Yes, it was very pleasant'. The smile went out of her voice as she continued: 'Look, I'm afraid this is very short notice. But I wondered if you'd like to come round for a drink this evening?'
'Of course. I'd love to'.
'My fiance, Yun Hyeok, will be here. I know he'd like to meet you'.
'Fine. What time shall I come?'
She hesitated. 'Seven-thirty? Would that be all right?'
'Couldn't be better'.
She laughed lightly. 'How silly of me - you don't know where I live. It's 824 Seoul Tower, Gangnam. Can you remember that?'
'I'm scribbling it down'.'I'll look forward to seeing you then. Good-bye'.
'Good-bye'.
I put down the receiver thoughtfully, wondering why she had telephoned like this out of the blue. Why should she be anxious for me to meet her fiance? What was the point? Could there be some connection with that strange film of the car accident? I hesitated, wondering if I should telephone Na. Finally, I decided against it.