Found You - Woosan

Chapter 30

"Dad I know you are currently stressed since the divorce is almost finished and everything is hectic but can I ask for a favor?" San spoke into the phone. "You still have connections with some of your friends who work at airports, right?" San smiled once his father confirmed that he did.

"Do you think it would be possible if you could give me their number? I want to see if I can negotiate something with them... You will. Thanks, Dad." San said softly before handing up on his father.

San called the number that his father sent him, a slightly older man who seemed to be in his early or mid-forties. "Hello there, this is Andre, right? We haven't met before but you are a good friend of my father. Huh- Yes, my name is Choi San. Yes, he is my father... Mhm. Yeah, it's nice to meet you as well."

San listened as the male went on and on about how his father talked so much about him. After around five minutes of ranting San was finally being able to get a word in. "Yes as I was saying. I wanted to see if we could negotiate a deal. It's a long story but I have someone I'm trying to find on flight AA744 from France to California. Although this request is slightly out of proportion for most I was wondering if you or maybe someone you know could either delay or cancel the flight?"

"We understand that this request is insane but we are willing to give you whatever you want. We have been looking for this person for about eight and a half years and we are trying to catch up to him... We understand it's a selfish request but it would be amazing if you could just help us."

"You can?" San felt happiness rush throughout his body. "You can cancel the flight for today but you would have to reschedule it for tomorrow... How much time would we have? Around 18 hours, that's perfect. What could I give you in return for this? Nothing?!" San was slightly baffled at the fact that he didn't want anything yet was willing to help San out despite this being the first time they had ever even met.

"Oh. Thank you. Mhm, yeah it was nice talking to you, Andre." San moved the phone from his ear and hung up. He felt slightly confused but he didn't have any time to waste. If there was one opportunity he had to catch up with Wooyoung then this was it.

San made his way back into the room with the other males to tell them the news. As San walked in the others turned their attention to him. "How did it go?" Jongho asked.

"I managed to get the flight rescheduled. We only have 18 hours to get there I'll get the tickets you guys just get your stuff packed." San spoke. "I'll stay," Yeosang said. "Someone needs to stay to make sure none of the systems fail even though they shouldn't. Besides if we don't manage to find Wooyoung someone needs to be here to keep an eye out. Right?" He spoke again.

"You sure you wanna do that?" Hongjoong asked the male. Yeosang nodded before speaking again, "I'm positive. I'll book the tickets you guys just hurry up and go pack." The others nodded before exiting the room and closing the door. "Alright everyone back to work!" Yeosang commanded the others who worked with the search team.

The flight was longer than they anticipated. Once they left the airport they got in the car that was waiting for us. Yeosang sent them a live tracker of where the signal was so they could start tailing it. It was like a game of cat and mouse, once they got to the location of the tracker it had already moved to a different place. There was a slight pattern as all the places they visited were tourist attractions.

They watched as the little dot on the map continued to move this time it stopped. They noticed that this time the little dot didn't imminently move. Maybe they took a break and got something to eat? Or maybe they got tired or sightseeing and took a small break. Either way, this was their window to catch up to the tracker. Even if it wasn't Wooyoung and it was a completely random person they knew that Wooyoung was in fact in France.

Their nerves started creeping in. This was one of the closest they have ever been to possibly catching up to Wooyoung. They were around 45 minutes away from the dot which still hadn't moved. Their minds started to race with worries.

What if this wasn't Wooyoung? What if by the time they arrived, they had already started moving? What if they had caught on to their plan and left the device at a certain location? The scenarios that filled their minds were endless. Another thing was if they did catch Wooyoung. Would he want to come back? If he didn't would they have to persuade him to come back? Or would they maybe have to give up entirely? Would eight and a half years of searching be wasted? Would they have to forcefully take him back...

They used the thoughts aside as the dot grew closer and closer. They waited patiently as the time went down and down. 15 minutes away, 10 minutes away, 5 minutes away. Their hearts raced as they got out of the car. There weren't many people in the area, maybe just a few couples here and there. They looked down at their phones which had the map and scanned the area around. There was no one with a laptop.

"Is that the laptop?" Seonghwa hesitantly spoke as he approached something. As the males compared the location of the laptop to the tracker they quickly realized he was right. It was the laptop completely stranded on an empty bark bench. They had caught on to their plan.

"Wooyoung was right! He was able to predict their thinking progress," A deep male voice spoke. The sound of rustling could be heard along with an occasional aggressive whispering, "You idiot you had to go a blurt that out?!" The other voice was softer than the first male's voice.

Everyone got a hold of some type of weapon they had, whether it was a knife or a gun. They kept their attention on where the rustling and whispering came from. "You're making more noise than me right now! They are going to catch us- Stop attacking me!" The deep male voice whispered.

"Because of you they already know we are here! I bet they think that we are crazy lunatics, we ruined our first impressions with Wooyoung's best friends! I had our first meeting all planned out and you ruined it you asshole!" The other male voice angrily whispered.

"Do you think these are the people that Wooyoung works with?" Seonghwa quietly asked slightly concerned. The others nodded in response. The whole situation was awkward as they listened the the males continued to bicker.

"Wooyoung is going to kill us. He told us specifically that if we were going to do this to not get caught and here we are." The deep voice spoke. "You concerned about that? I'm more concerned about the fact that those guys are staring at us with weapons in their hands?! Aren't you afraid that they're going to kill us?" The softer voice spoke, this time not whispering.

The four males exchanged a few glances with each other before softly making their way closer to the tree. San squinted his eyes slightly as he listened the the males continue to argue. He turned the corner of the tree and aimed his gun at the two males. "I'm going to assume that you two are Jeong Yunho and Song Mingi?" He coldly spoke.

The two males looked at San as they stopped fighting. The males both paused for a moment before Yunho hesitantly spoke, "Mhm. I'm going to take it that you're San right?" In response, San slightly smirked as he looked at the males. "You would be right about that. I swear I'm going to-" San was cut off by Seonghwa covering his mouth.

"Ignore him! He's just jealous that you have been able to spend all this time with Wooyoung while he hasn't." Seonghwa said. "I'm pretty sure you already know our names," Seonghwa said as he turned to face Hongjoong and Jongho who were still cautious about the males. Once Seonghwa looked back to where the males were they were gone. "Where did they go..."

Shit. Those two were one of the best things they could use to get information about Wooyoung but they had just let them escape their grasp. "Shit. Inform Yeosang about the situation and split into groups to find the two males. They are our best bet to finding Wooyoung," Seonghwa said releasing his palm that was covering San's mouth.