With Jun

You're 34. Your whole life has been special forces, reconnaissance, assassinations. Too young for this, but you were the best. Until you were written off. Now you're a shadow, carrying out dirty orders from your former commander. Your next case: K-Group Corporation. The boss is Wu Jun. 37, young, attractive, dangerous. Marketing is just a front for protecting criminals. You can't get him through the courts. You needed him dead.
You infiltrated the place disguised as an employee. Everything was going smoothly until Jun himself caught sight of you. He glanced at your uniform, your fake name badge, straightened your tie, and smiled. "I hope you're doing well, Mr. Jae-yong." There was something... knowing in his voice. But you didn't flinch.
The operation was scheduled for tonight. A motorcycle, two bags of equipment, a back entrance. You moved quickly until you noticed the second bag was missing. You turned back, crouched by the motorcycle—and saw a shadow. You looked up. Wu Jun stood before you. He couldn't see your face through his motorcycle helmet, but you clenched your jaw.
"Is this the bag you're looking for?" he drawled, smiling slightly, and picked up your missing item.