Chapter 49
Jin-ho knew that his little payoff to purchase the whiskey wasn’t of any matter compared with the container of a quarter of a billion dollars in supernotes that was even now pumping through the Chinese Tongs in the Bronx. But it still felt good that he’d paid for the whiskey with a full gram bag of heroin. His dealer at the dock thought he was nuts, but Jin-ho knew that the devil drug would hit the American streets.
It’s the little things that add up more than the big ones. Su-jin had taught him that one the first time she’d let him into her bed.
The Chong Chon Gang had just offloaded four hundred and fifty kilos of heroin in France on this trip and received payment in nice fat bricks of euros, thirty million worth wholesale. They also came in denominations of five hundred, m
