Haven| NCT LJN FF

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Warning⚠️: This chapter has the mention of human trafficking. You may skip to the next chapter if you are uncomfortable.

Meanwhile at the Kims' gala. A man was pacing around the mansion to find a safe and isolated area where he couldn't been seen or heard. He had to go out of the house, walked to wear it looked like a small space away from the mansion. No one was there. But still he had to be careful or else...

He looked at his surroundings. Good thing he was alone, but still he was prepared. He wore a black face mask to cover his mouth. In case someone would see him at lip read him. He makes sure that his weapons are ready to defend himself. He then reaches something in his pocket. It seem to be small because he was struggling to get the item. What did he get?

A burner phone

Him being paranoid again he checks the area before proceeding. He turns on the phone and goes through the contact list. He found the person he was looking for and called them. The phone was ringing now, it took about three rings then the person answered.

"What do you want?"

Wanting to hesitate, still he answered back. "I couldn't find it." The person on the other side leaned back his chair. Now jolted up and leaned closer to a desk in-front of him. And clenched his jaw. "What do you mean you couldn't find it?" He asked the caller.

"I gave up, I wasn't alone. I was almost caught because the NCT members were looking for the CD as well." He explains. On the other side of the phone the man smiles. "Oh Byeong-ho's new project clan that he made. The one you told me about? So you were stopped among boys half your age." "Yes. And not quite" The man on the other on the other side was slightly amused because of the caller's reaction.

The man on the other side takes a breathe in."May I remind you again how many times we must get this disk before anyone does?" The caller waits for another response. "Are you listening?" The other man asks. "Yes sir." The other man chuckled again. "It seems like you're keeping something from me..."

"Nam Jaehwa." He taunts.

His name being called brought chills to his spine. Jaehwa takes a big gulp of his words before spitting them out again. "Sir, it's just how long do I have to pretend to play in this charade." The other man on the phone starts laughing like a maniac. "You call this a charade?!? And you're wondering how long you should keep up?!?" He continues laughing. "Nam, you should know that you have debts, am I correct? How are you gonna pay us now?" The man was amused.

The man still laughing. Jaehwa mentally cussed the man out. He was obviously tired of the man making fun of him. Putting this act was also just as tiring. He thought of something a big imaginary light bulb just burst into his head just now. "Sir-" He called. The man stopped laughing Jae-hwa killed his mood. "What?" He groans. "I may have something that would give us tons of money."

Jaehwa nervously says. The man rolled his eyes, all annoyed he massages his forehead with his left hand. "I'm not asking for money now. I said I want the disk. Didn't you listen to what I just said-"  "Hear me out first sir." Jaehwa interrupts the man. The man was taken aback and was silenced waiting for Jae-hwa to speak.

"SPEAK PUNK!!! WHAT IS IT THAT YOU MUST INTERRUPT ME! SPEAK!" the man yelled.

Jaehwa had to part some distance between him and the phone. After the man was done yelling he put the phone back on his ear. "I could sell someone away for trafficking, in exchange for money and a copy of the Hwang blueprint." The man was interested on the last part only. Human trafficking was one of the man and his gangs biggest profits so it was almost nothing to him.