The Invincibles-KTH FF (BOOK II)

-TWENTY TWO-

"You can't just take her!" The doctor yelled as we walked out.

"Who's going to stop me?" I called out as I walked away. "Watch out, doctor. I like destroying things way more than I do saving them."

The moment we stepped out, Jin and Suho pulled up in the car behind Jimin. Walking up to her, Suho pressed the needle into her arm.

"What are you doing? Stop, please stop," Sora cried, forcing me to take a deep breath.

"We're clearing your system of any drugs you may have been given. So stop struggling," I replied, waiting for Suho to finish as Jimin held open the door for us.

Jin handed me the burger and milkshake before helping Sora into the car. It was only when she was seated that I stepped inside and handed her the food. She eyed it before glaring up at me.

"I wouldn't have gone through all that trouble just to poison you." I leaned against the seat, texting Taehyung to let him know we were on our way back. With Jongsuk driving, we would be there in two hours.

She didn't speak. Instead, she stuffed her face as quickly and savagely as possible. Licking her hands and lips, Jimin turned to her, which caused her to slow down and freeze.

"Do you need something, Jimin?" I glared at him, forcing him to meet my gaze.

"No, ma'am," he said, turning around once more.

I handed her a tissue and she slowed down, but she still continued eating at a steady pace, all while watching me carefully.

"If you don't want to kill me, what do you want?" she asked. She sounded so tired, as though she hadn't slept in years.

At least she hasn't lost her mind yet.

"Just eat and rest. We can talk about that later. I promise I won't hurt you." She was the only piece of the puzzle we had.

She glared and it almost made her look like the old Sora...almost.

"I've already hurt myself. So whatever it is—"

"Sora," I cut her off. "I don't care about your pain. I don't care about your suffering. I warned you and you didn't make the right choice. You chose your fate and lost. But now you've become useful again, and you have a second chance. Don't fuck it up, Sora. Be smart."

She stared at me again, making her look like a deer caught in headlights, before she dropped her head and finished her meal.

Placing my sunglasses back on, I tried to calm the raging headache that had been on and off for the last week. My head felt as though it was going to explode. No matter how much either Taehyung or I tried to piece together the mystery of our lives, we both came up empty handed. All of Dongwoo's records had been whipped clean. There were no traces that he even had records to begin with. Every last cent of his wealth was gone as well. There was no way that that much money could be just wiped from the system without any trace. Even if it were in a private offshore account, there would still be a trace.

Someone had all but erased Dongwoo from history. Most things that included his name were either gone or unimportant. I didn't like this. I felt like we were in the middle of some sort of spy novel. This was the mafia. I didn't have time to be chasing down secrets or trying to find the key to the past. We had a drug shipment coming in this morning and instead of checking it out with Taehyung , I was here, in a car with Sora.

"Ma'am, your phone," Jimin called, pulling me away from my train of thought.

My phone was ringing.