The Afterlife

14) My Wisdom Will be Higher than the Sky

"They were covered," Yoohyeon had many times to say it over and over, and no one minded it, yet they hoped to find answer in the very few letters their colleague repeated for them, "I saw nothing; it was so sudden."

She was lying down, and the cut inside her body seemed to manifest through the rest pf her body, polishing all the skin visible to the eyes with exhaustion. She had just woken up, but Yoohyeon's skin was pale, and darkness wrapped her eyes. Her bright here was turned off with how frail she had become, and she spoke with little energy and a lot of tiredness.

"Do not worry about that now, then," Sihyeon nodded, looking at Yoohyeon first then back at the rest of those standing - her team or not - "rest well, and don't you dare think about coming back to work any time soon," when her eyes fell on Yoohyeon again, the blonde was smiling the best she could at her leader, she slowly nodded at that before Sihyeon did back, "good; we are managing well."

"Yeah, about that," Sihyeon closed her eyes upon hearing the sentence, and she knew San was already hesitant to speak what he had to, but she just could not rub away her irritation with what his tone had in stock for her ears, "Cho Eunju is now released, and so is Lee Jaesong."

Sihyeon looked at up at San when the second name stroke her late, and her dull eyes spoke volumes of her disapproval. He was fiddling with the hair at the back of his neck, but his reluctance did not stand between him and the truth everyone needed to hear, "there is not enough evidence."

"Nice," Sihyeon's lips spread, an emotionless smile thay further spread the panic, and the silence around her only deepened; her eyes crawled back to Yoohyeon, "see? Absolutely managing it all well."

"Dux," Yoohyeon's eyes squinted in worry and sympathy and apology all the same; she tried to put an effort into sitting up, but Sihyeon's hand was quick to stop her, merely rising in the air to motion for the girl to stay back.

"There has been many more times when shit got even shittier," Sihyeon breathed out, and she looked back up at the rest of her team, "and where should I know Jeonghan is?"

"He had somewhere to go," Jisoo spoke first, but even when he sounded that he himself was not sure, his attempt seemed to be utter and absolute, no hint of hesitance marring his stance; Sihyeon did not need to know he was merely protecting Jeonghan from what was her anger, but she had none to one act of absence to show, "he will be here soon."

"Right," Sihyeon nodded simply, and she clicked her tongue, eyes again travelling to the rest of those of her team's, "these upcoming two days will be freakishly hectic," she told them, and while they had no idea what she was talking about, Taehyung and Yeonjun's eyes spoke enough of knowledge, enough of woe, "I will have my family to attend to, but that does not make us vigilant any less," Sihyeon's eyes found Taehyung's and he nodded before she had to finish her words, "if we really are being targeted, then let there be no space for an arrow to hit.

"Stay closer together and never stray alone," she went back to looking at Jisoo, and he nodded, understanding, and more than ready to hold his phone and dial Jeonghan, for he then even feared the arrow Sihyeon spoke of, "I want this fuckery to end so soon."

When everyone nodded, Sihyeon expected to simply walk past the door of the room and find her car. She had slept well, and she did not have to blink a hairsbreadth of drowsiness away since she had gotten to work, but somehow when the nods subsided and her guards did too, Sihyeon found her whole body taught with tension when a gentle grip found way to her hand.

She did not have to look up, but her eyes lingered on the hand that secretly held hers for a good moment to know well enough whom they belonged to, and she would have fought it, really - the tug that hand had on hers - but she also found her skin celebrating, almost crawling wholly to where it was being touched.