The Untold

Chapter 7.

18h30 - Main Mansion, the official residence of the Mafia 

Minding my own business as I held onto the the pen in between my hands, with my full attention on my sketchbook, I saw how Hood came back from his usual trade around to the main entrance, where he usually picked the letters from his wife. 

Jackson was still sick and for my own pleasure, I'd been taking my shifts all by myself, not having to endure anyone's company more than I actually intended to. With hours to burst on the small cabins along the forest surrounding the perimeter of the estate, I'd managed to spend the previous three days mostly on my own company and my pen's. 

'Everything alright?' I asked the male ahead of me, wearing a cap to cover his ripped hair, along with the long working coat to stop the freezing weather of the late afternoon. 

'Yeah- I got something for you' 

'You do?' I cocked an eyebrow when he reached for the insides of his clothes and handed me a letter.

'It was in the entrance door. Minji asked me to give it to you'

'Well- thanks' I replied, earning a nod from him before he stepped out of my cabin, leaving me all alone once again. 

When he was far enough, I eyed the piece of paper upon the small table, frowning when the I red its back. 

To: Jeon Jungkook

From: The biggest catch in the world <3

What the actual fuck?

Along with it, there was a small post-it, and I picked it it up in between my fingers. 

"Nevermind, you clearly have a whole new level of fun out of here. Congrats, dude" The most jealous fucker in the world xx

With a snort, I shook my head and placed Minji's note to the side, leaning back on the chair as I ripped the top of the letter to spill its contents. 

For my disappointment, I instantly recognized Namjoon's letter, written on a small sheet of paper.

"I've got important news. Meet me in 15 minutes at the usual spot."

Glancing at the watch, I suspiciously watched around me, before putting the letter back into the envelope and standing to pick my coat and go outside. 

Taking my pack and lighter off my pocket, I reached for a cigar to stand in between my lips, before I led the edge of the letter to the burning fire of my silver piece, seeing it burn to ash as I let it fall to the floor. 

Picking the cigarette, I enjoyed the calmness of nicotine down my limbs, clearing my head. Looking around, I scanned the perimeter and silently studied the surroundings, before stepping into the woods and in the direction of the well-too-known place. 

Namjoon was already there as expected.

'What's wrong?' I straightly asked, fuming from my mouth from the deadly breeze.

'I just got new info from the main Office' Namjoon's firm voice declared 'There will be a meeting held by the Inner Circle in a few days. Our source says it's going to be an important sell-deal in between the Mafia and an important company from the city. You'll have to be there'

'I've heard about it. I wasn't assigned'

'You have to be there. It's really important' he insisted, eyes wide open 'There might be an exchange of information about the government and the Secret Affairs. We have to stop them'