“Who are you? Get lost! I said, get out of here! Can’t you hear me?!”

The driver, shaking a gas canister, now brandished a lighter in his other hand. The situation was becoming increasingly dangerous.

“Good evening, I’m Baek Gyo-eon, a negotiator. Is everyone inside unharmed?”

“Get out, I said! I don’t need anything, just leave!”

The hostage-taker turned up the radio to full volume and hurled insults while refusing to engage. From the passenger seat came the faint, gasping cries of a child.

A vein pulsed visibly on Baek Gyo-eon’s forehead.

“Is everyone safe inside?”

“Get out of here!”