Chapter 17

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*10 Minutes Before Haseul's Text*

Sitting straight up at the dining table, Jiwoo sighs frustratingly and runs a hand through her hair. She leans back in the chair and drops the pen that was in her hand on the table.

There are papers and files scattered around the wooden table. Some of them had numbers or just a lot of words that made Jiwoo's head hurt.

When her shift ended, there were still some financial records that she didn't get look over. So she took them home to not have to stress tomorrow at her shift and she can just work calmly.

Jiwoo closes her eyes to let the headache she was currently having subside. Her mind starts to gather the thoughts about how her life became this way.

Never in her life has she committed a crime and now, in a few days, she'll have her first one. At least she's the inside woman but that still doesn't calm her nerves about the heist.

What if she gets caught? What if the crew gets caught? Who's gonna bail her out of jail? What if the mafia gets to her first and kill her? A bunch of 'what ifs' filled her distraught mind and that just makes her head hurt more.

"Ugh!" Jiwoo groans and looks down at the messy pile of papers.

With a sigh, she shoves the papers back into their respective folders and stand up to put them in a neat pile on the counter. Guess she'll have to finish these tomorrow at work then.

Jiwoo turns off the kitchen light and walks to her bedroom. She felt tired from working the entire day and needed a good night sleep even if its almost 1am.

Entering her bedroom, Jiwoo goes over to the nightstand to plug in her phone but a ding echos through the quietness. The room was semi dark with the moon shining bright from the window.

She unlocked her phone and slightly squints her eyes at the brightness. A message from Haseul shows up on her notifications and she clicks it to see what she said.

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion after reading the message but then gets worried. Thousands of different types of problems run through her mind in trying to guess what's wrong.

Knowing how serious Haseul gets, Jiwoo goes to grab a jacket from her closet. She puts on a green bomber jacket while speed walking out of her room.

Jiwoo could feel and hear how fast her heart is beating due to her anxiety rising up. She quickly puts on her shoes and grabs her car keys from the table beside the door.

With hurried steps, the accountant runs out of the door and makes sure its locked before flying down the stairs. She hopes nothing happened to any of the girls because she doesn't know how much longer Haseul will stay sane.

Jiwoo enters her car to get away from the freezing cold air and turns it on. The roar of her car is heard through the silent night and she knows her neighbors are asleep.

Anxiously, Jiwoo drives off to the warehouse while over thinking everything she's been doing for this heist. Nothing is supposed to go wrong but it seems like fate has another thing in mind for the crew.

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*An Hour Before Haseul's Text*

"What are we going to do?! We can't just tell them to leave! They'll shoot us!" Yeojin quietly yells at the girls as they looked out the window.

The four mafia members were walking around the garage while holding mp5s in their arms. There was no way they'll be able to escape them without any weapons and they're surrounded.

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