The day was draining, and Yoongi was not happy about how many things he had to do. Him and Taehyung both went out to look at 10 noise complaints and 5 customers screaming in stores or restaurants. It was so annoying that by the time he had to leave to go home, the captain tried to hold him back to do paperwork. He refused since he was going to go home no matter what. Or, he'll go do something else.
Once he left the police station, he made sure to have on his blue cap. He walked down to the bar area of town and looked around for who he was mostly looking for. She should be here, but where is she? Ah, there. She was sitting by a bus stop waiting on her ride. And cap or maybe one of those Ubers. Yoongi walked over and handed her a slip of paper. Then he walked away. If he knew her enough by all of the times he had watched her. He knows what she's going to do.
Glancing behind himself, he saw her walking a few feet behind him. That's right, follow him all the way to where he has his car. His disposable car, he won't think twice to get rid of it. He opened the back door for her and he got in the front. He never spoke a word. "What was with the note?" She asked, getting into the car. Closing the door behind her, the sound of it locking startled her, but it only y did so when Yoongi started the car and put it in drive. "It's all a lie? Sunhee's boyfriend didn't kill her?" Yoongi kept his mouth shout. "Hey, answer me!" Yoongi only smiled, and she was only able to see his grin a little bit. "Pull over, let me out." A chuckle left his lips, and he took a sharp turn. No seatbelt is bad in this situation.
"Ha." Her body went from one side of the back seat to the other. Her head smacked on the door, and she passed out. "Poor Soyoon." He pulled over and got out of the car and went over to her side to pull her out of the car. They were by a woody area, and it was a perfect place for his plan. His plan isn't to kill her. Not yet. It's to scare her enough for her to call Namjoon for help. He dragged her further in and set her down on a soft patch of grass. He pulled out a knife and a mask to cover his face. She slowly regained consciousness. She sat up and looked around at the dark area.
"Ah!" She screamed when she saw a knife pointed at her. "W-What is this? Y-You're going to kill me?" Yoongi shrugged his shoulders, and he held up one of his hands. All five fingers were up, and they were being put down one by one. Very slowly. Soyoon stood up and turned in a direction and ran off as fast as she could towards some trees. Yoogi ran to and caught up pretty easily and cut at her back and shoulders. She let out a scream, but she kept running. "Please don't kill me!" Yoongi was laughing. He grabbed her arm and pulled her close, stabbing the knife into her thigh. "Ahhh!" She pushed off his hold and ran for it again. Yoongi followed slowly this time.
"Run little lamb run." He laughed out, but he didn't say it loud enough for her to hear him. She ran and ducked behind a tree. With shaky hands, she pulled out her phone and turned it on. She needs to call someone, but who? Who is she going to call? Who is there to call. She looked through her phone and saw Namjoon's number. Even though it would be smarter to just call straight up 911 or some shit she decided to call a detective instead.
Clicking his name and hitting the green phone icon. She put her phone to her ear and waited. He didn't answer. So that means she has to call his work. Okay, that'll work out, okay?
"Hello, this is Hybe Police station. This is Officer Park (Jimin). How may I help you?" Jimin was the one who answered, and she did her best to be quiet when she spoke.
"C-Can I please talk with Kim Namjoon. It's an emergency." She said, and Jimin stopped typing when he heard the panic in her voice.
"Oh, okay."
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