MERCENARY 3: Descent into Madness |BTS JIMIN FF|

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Sitting on a high tree branch is way more uncomfortable than I remember it being.

It rained up until an hour ago, and the water is still dripping off the leaves and between the branches. The branch I'm sitting on is quite thick for it being 14 feet up, but not thick enough that it won't break if I make a sudden move. It's also not any less wet. Even though I haven't moved from the spot in the last 6 hours, my ass is completely wet, much like the rest of me.

My hair is damp and nowhere close to drying, and the water dripping down on me from the higher branches doesn't help much. The clothes on me are a few pounds heavier with the water. I'm positive my socks are wet in my boots. And I'm even more positive that I have been molested by this tree a few times on my way up. Nature got handsy with me.

But, either way, here I am. It's 9 in the night. It's pitch black. It's 9 degrees. It's raining. It's cold and slightly windy. Perfect to hide in a pine tree, masking myself between thick, dark branches. I have to keep holding the branch in front of me pushed down to actually see something through the bristles, but it sure is a great hiding spot. Great enough for me to watch Nolan come in and out of the street.

I've been on this for 2 days. I've gradually moved in closer, closing the distance each time he went in and out. I first saw him 2 days ago when he drove past me, and it took all I had not to pull up in front of him and drag him out of the car. But I held myself back from fucking it up.

I've seen him 5 times now, and I've made my way closer to the house. This definitely wasn't on any map. Gyumin certainly couldn't see it, yet the kid still found the place. I hate that I have to confirm he was right because his ego will inflate, but I'm also lowkey impressed. I wouldn't mind admitting it but he would get too big for his boots, and then we'd be a man down. Or them. They'll be a man down in a few days anyway.

That weird twist of feelings in my gut is on all-time high. Like I had that stupid, awful feeling at the grave telling me that she's not there, I have an equally horrible one right now, but for the opposite reason. 

She's here.

I can feel my body growing goosebumps every time I look at the quiet house 40 feet away. I can hear her voice screaming in my head since the moment I got here, screeching at me that I'm close. I can feel my insides twisting with nerves and hope that I have been fighting to bury, but it keeps bottling over. But I know my intuition when it comes to my wife; whatever is left of her, it's right here.

I'm buzzing to jump in. To go berserk. But I can't. As the guys said, we only get one chance, and if I'm doing this, I'm taking Shadow down with me. Even if it's the last thing I do. And that's the only reason that I haven't gone in yet. I'm still waiting for him to show his face.

'Fu-' I cut off my own curse as I nearly plummeted 14 feet down, face first into breaking my neck, and giving up my position. A fucking squirrel must have thought I was a part of the tree as I'm standing so still, and it jumped on my arm, only to scare me and itself.

I tried to keep my balance, lightly wobbling until I managed to gain it been and still once again.

'You okay?'

I completely forgot Gyumin was with me, connected with the earpiece. They asked me to carry it just to give them updates.

'Yes. A squirrel attacked me. All good.'

I could hear snickers and laughter as he carried it over to the guys, now making me wish that I had fallen down.

'Any sign of Shadow?'

I heard his question, but the approaching line of vehicles was enough distraction for me to ignore him and shut him out of my mind.

4 cars in a row coming in. One of them, second one in the row, fully bulletproof. The glass windows are blacked out and shiny in a way that screams 'you can't break this fucker". I can barely make the driver through the windshield, but it's also the angle I'm at. But I don't even need to see the driver for the same gut feeling to send a shiver up and down my spine.