Tomb Raider | Jaeyong

Chapter 2

A black motorcycle was speeding down an empty road in the countryside before finally seeing the signpost pointing towards the bustling city. He was close to his destination. The Jung Estate was located on the edge of where the city met the countryside and was not hard to miss. Its architectural design envied by people across the world and its interior was just as impressive as the clean, pristine walls of the outside. Surrounded by tall, metal fences and enclosed with a gate, it was the epitome of posh.

Soon the building came into view, sitting alone on a road but somehow it never seemed secluded. There were often people going back and forth therefore the gate was always open apart from late at night. So, when Taeyong zoomed past the gate and came skidding to a halt in front of the stairs. No one so much as blinked an eyelash.

He removed the helmet before raking a hand through his hand through his pink hair, it was beginning to appear washed, so he made a mental note to book an appointment with the hairdressers soon. After placing down the helmet on the seat he took off up the stairs, two at a time, knowing that he was in no way dressed for the occasion.

Did he care? Hell no

Knocking twice in the door out of decency was his first instinct. That was until he realised there was a doorbell situated right next to the oak wood doors. He internally facepalmed before ringing the doorbell. Hearing the ringing resonate from inside the house.

Within 30 second there was a butler there to open the door accompanied with a soft smile.

"Ah you must be Mr Lee, right this way" the man said before walking off towards the opened door on the left. From what Taeyong could see from the small opening, it appeared to be a study.

"Thank you" Taeyong said when the other man opened the door properly for him and indicated for Taeyong to go inside.

There was already an elderly couple sitting in two seats facing away from the door. Taeyong strutted towards the one chair located in front of them. In between the chairs was a small glass table was what he presumed was tea, poured into fine China which sat on top of coasters as to not stain the glass.

He took a seat and looked at the couple across from him who smiled softly back.

One word to explain how he was feeling was: nervous

Now Taeyong was not the type to get intimidated by others but when people older than you, in this line of business, bee nice to you. It can only mean one thing...

They wanted something from you.

"Alright let's just get this thing started. What do you old crones want" Taeyong said while crossing his legs.

The two looked taken aback before the man put down his teacup.

"We don't want anything from you. We just wanted to check in." He said politely, trying to compose himself

"you expect me to believe that?" Taeyong said, eyebrows raised higher than the ceiling.

"...alright fine. We called you here for what we call a business negotiation" the man said

"Look Mr Jung. You and I both know that in this business it is exceedingly rare to ask for help from opposing families. So that leads to my next question, why me?" Taeyong said while leaning back into his seat.

"There is something we need. Me and my husband are too old to retrieve this artificer and while our children are more than capable of raiding tombs, for a mission of this much importance. It requires a lot of experience. Now you and I both know of how undoubtedly well thought of you are in this industry." Mrs Jung said