Black Hand

20

We get dinner brought up to the room and share it while watching trashy Polish soap operas on the TV. I look over at him and smile, again involuntarily. Something about him just makes me genuinely happy. Just as he looks up at me, I look away. I steal one of his fries and pop it in my mouth, giving it a loud crunch. He sticks up just his middle finger in return. I go to bite his finger. He pretends to be hurt and says 'ow!'

"Yoongi--"

Ace's words get cut off from the constant gunfire into our room from the door and windows. We scramble to hide under the bed. Ace brings his food with him, cause you know priorities. I roll my eyes. We feel the bed getting destroyed with bullet holes. It felt like the house in Jersey all over again. I don't know if it was PTS or not but I was not going to let some dumbasses shooting at us stop me from shooting back. I am not going to hide out like a pussy. I grab a gun from the side table and wait for the shooting to stop for a second. And when it does, I use that as my chance. I toss one to Ace and I take one and he shoots out towards the window while I shoot towards the door. Not sure if we got anyone, but after we run out of bullets, the shooting on either end, ceases.

"Seriously, people need to fucking stop shooting at me." 

A few minutes later, the door opens and in walks a woman dressed in all white, with a big fur coat and high heels. Behind her are three big, buff men dressed in all black with clear earpieces and sunglasses.

"What a fucking mess." She says entering. My eyes widen, genuinely surprised seeing who it is. Ace is looking at me with a very questionable look on his face. He looks fucking constipated, but I know he's just wondering who this lady is.

"Ace, meet Neesha. Neesha, meet Alexander." I introduce the two of them to each other. "Neesh is..was" I correct myself. "Taehyung's fiancé. And head of the Interpol division Detective Choi wanted us to work with."

"Nice to meet you. And I'm sorry for your loss." Ace bows slightly. Neesha returns the gesture. She swings off her fur coat and tosses it on the bed.

"I'm sorry I couldn't come to the funeral. I had business to attend. Tae would've understood." Neesha sits down. "I come with intel." She hands me a big envelope. "Joanna and Azia. Mother and daughter. The bitch will do anything for the child. So use her as leverage. All their schedules, phone numbers, contacts, everything you might need is in this folder." She explains. "Fuck Joanna, slice her up. Make her pay. And you know, kill the child. I know you're morals when it comes to children, but I have a feeling..." She glances at Ace. "He doesn't."

"Neesh. Let's just kill the child. We don't need to do anything else." I try to reel her in.

Neesha leans in and grabs my shirt collar. "Would you simply kill someone who was the cause of Alexander's death or would you torture them until they bled to death?"

"I would torture them, but Neesh, we're already planning on torturing the mother... wait. How old is the child?"

Neesha lets go of my shirt. "12, I think?" Neesha scratches the back of her head. "Why? Do your morals allow you to torture a child if they're over a certain age?" She mocks. "She's definitely much younger than you cause the older one is just a few years younger than you. Oh, yeah. There's intel that Aziel has two daughters. The older one, Azia, is like away at university or something so I don't really care about her. She's not going to make an impact. But the younger one, the little fucking princess, Jozi, she definitely will. For Taehyung, for your mother, for every other woman who was wronged by your dickhead father, kill Jozi and he'll come crawling. Begging. Then as usual, slit his throat." Neesha says, unfaltering.

"I...I have two half-sisters?" It takes me a minute to wrap my head around the new information. This whole time I thought I just had one. But now there's another one? That pussy sucking bastard. Joanna must have some sort of special pussy juice for him to still be with her. 

"Yes. That's not the point, Yoongi. You can't get attached to that idea. You're not gonna be some happy family. So, snap out of it!" She snaps her fingers in front of my face. I grab her hand and throw it back at her. She recoils, kind of losing her balance. The bodyguards step forward, ready to detain me, but with her index finger, she sweeps it left to right, telling them to stop. 

Ace cracks his back, twisting his torso to the left then to the right. "Alright. We'll go after Jozi."

Neesha smiles. "I knew you'd get it. Now, please make him understand." She points to me. I roll my eyes. She picks up the fur coat and puts it on like a cape, clipping it in the front. Walking out, her bodyguards follow her. 

The door shuts behind them.

"She's....something. I can see why Taehyung wanted to marry her." Ace holds my hands and pulls me over to him. We both lay on the bed, facing the ceiling. Our fingers intertwine.