Defence

12

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"Did someone at the company betray you too?" Victoria asked from her seat.

"It's not an act of betrayal," Taecyeon told rinsing the dishes at the sink. "It's more like...I was tricked."

"I thought you looked smart for one." Victoria stated then turned glancing toward the doorway. "Say, what about that gym over there?"

"The gym?"

"Does it belong to you?"

A pause. Then he said, "I guess it does now."

"Do you go there?"

"Not really. I've only organized it once, haven't gone there again."

"Why? Scared of ghosts?"

"Ghosts in a gym? Where do you come up with these things?" he wondered. "What's the point of having a conversation with you?"

Victoria shrugged. "So, does that mean you have the keys to go there?"

"Of course, they're hanging right there," Taecyeon pointed to the key holders on the wall beside the fridge then quickly frowned. "Yah, what are you thinking of doing now? You want to kick me out?"

Victoria shrugged, "Just wondering. I feel like my hands itch."

She glanced at her hands tensing them, and relaxing them then tensing them again. The urge to grab her gun and shoot or have a go at the punching bag was surging through her. She knew that soon she'd have to find some place to wreck.

"Itch? Run them through hot water." he suggested obviously not understanding what she'd meant.

"It doesn't help." Victoria stated getting up.

"What's with her?" he wondered.

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Donghae rushed down the stairs with jacket in hand and car keys in the other.

"Where are you going?" his mother asked getting up from the couch.

"Business. I'll be back in a day or so."

"Now at this time of night?!"

"Be safe!" he heard his father call after him.

Donghae hopped down the steps toward his parked car. Boy, was the Director going to receive it from him when he got down to Busan for making him fly out this time at night. He met up with Secretary Jung, who had the tickets, at the airport.

"You better have things right this time around, Secretary Jung," Donghae told taking the ticket from him.

"I'm pretty sure, sir." Secretary Jung said following him toward the gate.

It was a long flight but Donghae had survived his boredom when the plane landed at the Busan airport. Stepping off the plane he and Secretary Jung headed out the exit immediately hailing a cab toward the villa.

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Their flight wasn't scheduled till morning so while everyone was sleeping in their own room Yoona stepped out. The streets were empty. A hot cool steam floated up from the sewer cage down in the alley as she made her way between the two tall buildings. She needed to go back to the shooting site where the storage sheds awaited the longing night.

Tugging her jacket over her she gently patted the handgun hidden in her jacket. It was the same handgun from earlier. After Lee Jung Hwa had stomped out of the conference room out of anger Yoona realized that the gun was still on her and the man hadn't bothered to collect it.