a hotel in Seoul
-There you go! That will keep you busy for a while, said Yeosang tying Wooyoung with some ropes to the chair.
-Don't you think is too extreme? I helped you with the mission.
-That's exactly why I tied you up. Wooyoung, we grew up together on the streets, we trained together before Hongjoong took us in, you are my best friend, so I know what you're capable of. That's why it was annoyingly odd that you didn't kill the sniper on that roof.
Wooyoung laughed in Yeosang's face.
-You think I'm the traitor?
-That's a possibility.
-Or maybe you are suspecting me to keep your image clean. How do I know you are not the traitor? You did betray Hongjoong when you stole his men and left the Mafia to get revenge on a cheap police officer. And I know you better than anyone. Your motivation is money. Like you said, we lived on the streets, poor, orphans. You worship money.
Yeosang stepped back experiencing a loss of words. Wooyoung saw Yeosang's tired face and proceeded to laugh.
-I always envied you for your brain. But now, it has no use. You're thinking to much and focus on useless details. Think outside the box for a second.
-You do know who the traitor is, don't you?
Wooyoung's smirk was enough of an answer for Yeosang.
-Jongho gave the answer without realising. His story became fishy the moment he said Hongjoong found him. We both know from experience that Hongjoong doesn't recruit himself people. And think about it. How could Hongjoong possibly know where is Jongho that night?
-So the one who recruited Jongho that night is the traitor...
After a moment of silence, Yeosang's expression changed on pure shock.
-I know who it is, he said grabbing his jacket and gun.
-Where are you going?
-To sell this information. I heard San found Hongjoong already.
When he was about to exit, Wooyoung grabbed him by the ankle making him fall.
-How did you escape?
-You made sure to teach me everything you know lest one of us should die before the other. So caring and sweet of you, bestie. But I can't let you tell boss who is the traitor. That would be a death sentence for him.
-Why are you on his side?
-He told me himself who he is. I can't do that to him now. It was all fun seeing you struggling to figure it out. It took you long enough. But think about this, Yeosang. If Hongjoong finds out about the traitor, all of us will be beheaded by his hand. He would no longer trust us. So, in consequence, he will kill us.
Stray Kids' hideout
Hyunjin finally gathered his courage to enter the pacients room. He slowly opened the door to be welcomed by Felix's bright smile.
-Hi, he whispered with such sad eyes.
He approached the younger and sat down on the edge of his bed.
-Where's Changbin hyung?
-He went outside to get some air. Seungmin's death shaken him up very bad. I think he blames himself. When the doctor came in to start the surgery, he was shaking. We held hands until the analgesic did their thing.
-How are you feeling? asked Hyunjin caressing Felix's cheek.
-Better. Still weak, but that's a matter of time. I will recover fully in two days.
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