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The sky was bleak, and the blinding sun was the only thing filling the blue space. Even with all the layers he wore, he was still freezing. Every time he opens his mouth to say something, a small cloud of air comes out. So much for being undercover. He internally groaned as he maintained his staring contest with an apartment door. Minho had been on a stakeout for three hours now, and he was itching to shoot someone in the head. Hint, it's an Australian that is currently inside a van, with the heater on blast while he's outside freezing his ass off.

"CB7, are you sure he didn't leave through a hidden exit?" Minho lifted his front collar over his mouth.

"I've triple-checked the floor plan and inside the building. All the exits have been encountered for."

Minho clicked his tongue out of annoyance as he started to burn holes into the apartment building. What if I just set the building on fire?

"No fires." Changbin commented.

Minho frowned. "Did I say that out loud?"

"I've known you long enough to know what goes on inside your head."

"If we can't burn the damn building down, then I got something else stored." Minho left his position and marched towards the building. He could hear Chan panicking in his earpiece, but he paid no mind to it. Once he slammed the doors open, he walked up to the nearest fire alarm and pulled it. Sirens started screeching, and doors quickly flung open due to the chaos.

"FIRE!" A child screamed as he ran down the hallways to warn his family.

"Kayla?! KAYLA!!" A father shouted in the lobby, trying to find his dog.

The lobby started filling up quickly as everyone tried to evacuate the building. Amidst the chaos, Minho pretended to be one of the security guards and guided everyone to the nearest exit. Once his eyes landed on the target, he started to weave his way through and discretely pinched the man's vitals to knock him out.

"Sir? Sir?" He tapped the man's cheeks to ensure he wasn't conscious. Wrapping the target's arm around his neck, he dragged the male to the furthest exit. "East Wing G. Better be here in five, or I'm killing this motherfucker." He then yanked out his earpiece and finally got a good look at the male.

Minho scoffed in astonishment as to how identical he looked to Seungmin. On this day, they captured Ethan.

"YOU JUST HAD TO PULL THAT DAMN ALARM!" Jeongin shouted as he skidded across the courtyard. Picking himself up, he twirled the rifle in his hands and into his arms, and shot whoever was in his line of view. "Fucking hell." He clicked his tongue out of annoyance when his magazine was empty. He quickly ran for cover as he dismantled the gun to transform into a dagger. Bless Jisung for his innovative mind. He tucked the blade under his arm while he pulled out a nano bomb Jisung also hidden in the gun. Activating the device, he chucked it in the enemy's direction and ducked down.

A loud boom echoed through the air. "You fucker! You couldn't give us a heads up?!" Minho pulled himself from underneath a tree trunk. "I could've fucking died!"

"That was the plan." Jeongin glared at the male.

Without another second, Minho aimed his pistol at the younger. "And this is mines."

"Pull the fucking trigger. I dare you." Jeongin stared right into the barrel.

Minho's eyes gleamed with joy as he pulled the trigger. "As you wish, princess."

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