It is the nature of life to take unprecedented turns. Turns that may imperil every single breath a person can take and that was her destiny.
His was to solve the maze these unprecedented turns of life had put her in. It was another mystery that he h...
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He hadn't felt the gruesome feeling creep in until he was speeding across the city of Seoul, creating as much ruckus as he could without being ticketed.
The day had started with an ecstatic amount of normality and the series of events that followed would've been equal, except for the part where Jungkook had to meet the Attorney General and term out things about the Song's accusations with him as discreetly as possible, for the word about him handling a case that wasn't reported to the firm was yet to be discovered by his seniors.
Good thing the General had always been fond of him ever since his substantial hard work and loyalty to the prestigious law had made a noise in the silence of corruption. And good thing that Jungkook did an appreciable job at sugar coating his seniors, not in an advantageous way but rather to keep his relations straight with them.
He would have said that it was a piece of cake for him to learn about the particulars of the case filed by Song Minseok, Youra's father, but the conditions at the Supreme Prosecutors' Office had been much incongruous over the same. It took him hours to fix an appointment with his senior and his so-called cake turned out to be a venomous pie instead when he learnt that Youra had been taken in for interrogation.
Only seconds had passed when Yoongi called him, demanding his presence at the police station immediately and he hadn't missed a moment in galloping towards his car. He had driven recklessly, and the minute he found himself stuck in traffic, the gravity of the situation sunk deeper than he expected.
His ultimate goal was to reassure her. He believed the sudden commotion would have taken her off guard and naturally, even if they'd throw in a simple question, she'd be affrighted.
He had tried his best to maintain his composure but on reaching his destination he managed to leap out of the car as soon as he stepped on the brake paddle and took a sprint to the interrogation room. His chase felt as creepy as a walk through a haunted house, the monochromatic lights adding to the eerie atmosphere.
He swerved his way through the crowd of reporters, who had somehow learnt about the surprising summoning of Song Youra, held back by the security and took the flight of stairs, two at once.
He was welcomed by a much more agitated Yoongi and soon his eyes landed upon the reason for his friend's agitation. He saw her father making calls for the higher authorities and demanding proper evidence that had led them to call Youra in.
"You manage the old lad or I'm gonna-" Yoongi marched towards him, his teeth gritted as his gruelling voice reached the lawyer.
"Hyung, no time for shit. Where's Youra?" Jungkook asked, pulling his friend to somewhere less chaotic.
"In the room, I was there with her the entire time until her father decided that it was war or submission and chose war." The cop muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. "I'll escort you to her," Jungkook nodded at the invite, "she seemed panicked, Jungkook-ah."
