It's not easy to pick sides. Everyone has secrets, secrets they want hidden and buried. What extent would you go to hide your secrets? How far would you go for self preservation?
Like father, like daughter.
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The building was tall and desolate. The windows went across each side of the structure with bars keeping anyone wanted in and unwanted out.
Juvenile detention center
It was time to claim that new valuable ally you were promised, and that you were rightfully owed.
You were granted this visit, not that it was very ethical, but that he had finally agreed to see you after all this time. He had certain privileges that he exploited given his status in the real world.
It was possible for you to get more time with him for it, but that all depends on his impression of you.
It was a long process to get in. You had to fill out some papers and then have them verified before you were able to make it to the visiting room. Not to mention the quick search they did.
But it didn't take very long at all to finally see Jake make it through the door.
"You must be eager." You said as he walked up to the chair on the other side of the glass.
He kept a straight face and sat down as he dismissed the guards.
"There isn't very much going on in here." He stated plainly.
"Who knows, you might be in a place like this one day."
"I doubt it." You deadpanned.
He cracked a smile for the first time since he walked in.
"You don't seem in your right mind you know?" He raised his head high as he looked down on you with a smirk. "Something happened."
You looked at him through half lidded eyes with a serious expression.
"I'm in mourning."
He seemed to stiffen suddenly as his cocky grin fell and he turned apologetically serious.
"I'm sorry to hear that." He brought his head back down and leveled with you. "So something did happen, should I be worried?"
It would be one thing if it was just a personal matter that was secluded, but this was more than that. Women, girls, and a man had been killed and left for the public to find.
But of course he wasn't in here when they started, so he knew of the first couple.
"Butchered women are still popping up." You kept It plain and blunt. "And now a man."
He hummed in thought as he diverted his eyes.
"They still haven't caught him?" He sucked his teeth with less than subtle disappointment. "He's been at it since last year."
Your head practically shot up with curiosity.
"Last year?" You asked. Your father had only been in South Korea for a couple months.
