HIT

2: new job

When he boarded the plane to Seoul, Yoongi sat down with a thud, pushed his bag under his seat, and closed his eyes. Before his next job, he would take a week off just to sleep. Being a waiter was fucking exhausting. He would never do this again.

Unfortunately, flights within the same country did not have a first or business class, so when the plane was filling with chatting people, he pulled out his ear plugs to drown out the rumble. It was still more comfortable than a four-hour train ride back to the capital. He deserved that after the strain of the last moths.

When the vehicle moved towards the runway and got ready for take-off, he was already drifting off, and the great feeling of being pressed into the seat made him grin softly. Finally back to Seoul, back to his bed. Well, technically not his bed, but more his mattress for the time being. But it was what came closest to a home. He slept peacefully through the flight.

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"The tracker has been planted successfully," Ms. Kim said relieved when she put down the phone, and everyone of their four-men team stopped what they were doing and came over to watch her activate the tracking on her computer.

A small red dot was moving away from Gimpo Airport towards the city. Now they had to wait where the red dot would come to a rest.

"Where did out man put the button?" Choi asked her, his eyes trained on the monitor.

"Apparently he carries a handbag, so the agent slipped it into the outer pocket," Ms. Kim replied.

"Good, that should buy us some time," their team leader said while nodding absently. "Keep watch," he instructed her then and left towards the elevators, undoubtedly to inform the chief about their progress and ask for an opinion on how to proceed.

"How will we extract the device?" Jimin asked Ms. Kim once they were alone with only Choi's partner flipping quietly through a file. Jimin could not remember his name for the life of him. He always stood back quietly behind Choi, so he was not very memorable.

"I do not know, but we must find a way," she said serious.

Ten silent minutes later, their team leader was back with the news that they were not allowed to bug the apartment of their target. Judged by his dark look, he had had a disagreement over that with the chief, but Jimin silently supported the decision. By what he had read about the man, the smallest disruption would make him vanish. If he found a camera or a transmitter in his apartment, he would probably be gone less than an hour later, maybe even slip into a new identity, and they would be left with years of work and a pile of files that could be trashed.

A little more than twenty minutes after they started to trace him, the red dot had come to a standstill. After another tense hour it had still not moved, so they decided to take a look at the location.

Against Jimin's expectations the Hawk's home was not in Gangnam-gu but in the east of Mapo-gu in a very ordinary apartment block for singles. When Choi's partner came back from his quick exploration tour, he showed them a picture of the bell signs. One of them indeed read Ahn Jaehoon. After years of walking in the dark, this was the first major achievement of the force, and Jimin could feel his spirits soaring. They had him.

Even Superintendent Choi seemed to be in a good mood when he announced that he and his partner would start the surveillance now and sent him and Ms. Kim back to the bureau to crosscheck the name Ahn Jaehoon with the address. It was the first time that Choi seemed to see him as a real part of their Department. Maybe if Jimin was helpful and they could solve this case, he would no longer receive glares from his senior, and would that not be nice.

It took them half an hour back to the office, one minute to cross-check the name, and almost four hours to coax the resident information out of the real estate office and cross-check all the other names on the bell signs because they had drawn a negative on Ahn Jaehoon.