"I look like i'm worth a million dollars," Seokjin chuckles, checking himself out in the mirror.
All of the boys got into a nice suit to blend into the highclass stripclub.
"Don't get too impressed with yourself, i could pass for 2 million," Namjoon jokes, fixing the gold chain around his neck.
He pushes his freshly dyed blonde hair back, ready to leave. He was nervous to meet up with the other. Not sure what information he would reveal to the leader. Information the others weren't allowed to know that was for sure.
"Time to leave brothers," Yoongi smiles, looking at the other members who all were waiting on a sign to go.
Quickly they get to the cab that was waiting in front of the building which would drive them to Sapphire. The drive wasn't supposed to take 30 minutes, but due to the traffic of all the other cabs and cars it took longer then expected. Not many words were exchanged between the boys, a few nervous questions from the youngest as usual but that was about it. When they finally reach the club the boys enter without a problem.
"Have fun boys, i have some buisness to take care of. You go watch the show," Namjoon states, pointing to the stage in the middle of the club.
The others nod in response, obeying the leaders order. Namjoon who was now by himself, takes a quick look around the bar area, making sure the man he was looking for wasn't there.
"You said 10pm asshole," Namjoon curses, dialing the guy his number.
"Right behind you brother," A voice laughs, as soon as the leader puts his phone to his ear.
Namjoon turns around to face his old friend, Hoseok.
"It didn't think after everything i would be happy to see you hope."
"It's Jhope now, thought it sounded cooler. Sit down and have a drink, we got a lot to go over."
They both take place at a table in the back, trying not to stand out too much.
"So brother, why did you call me in the first place," Hoseok starts off.
"You are the only one i can trust with this information, and after getting my hands on this child, i panicked," Namjoon explains.
"He knows more than he told you, his dad isn't just a cop. He works for the CIA, pretty sure he didn't mention that. He also had acces to all the information his dad has, that's why is was so easy to figure out for him it was you."
"So his dad is the one looking for me? Then why hasn't he figured it out yet."
"I got a feeling Jungkook messed with the files, otherwise you would be behind bars now. That 'child' is a lot smarter than you think he is, you should be lucky he hasn't turned against you. Keep him on your good side if you want to get out of this shit."
"How am i even going to get out of this shit?" Namjoon asks nervous, hoping Hoseok had an idea.
"Do the others know, besides the child?"
"No and they aren't going to, i'm not sure who i can and can't trust at this point. If they figure this out they might turn me in. Suga has been asking a lot of questions lately, too many."
Two hands firmly grab the two guys shoulders, making them look up in shock.
"This isn't really the place to do buisness gentleman, i've overheard some of this conversation and i feel like we could discuss this better over a good glass of wisky. Let your guys enjoy themselves, my girls know how to keep them entertained," A black haired guy in a big white coat says, a grin covering his face.
Hoseok and Namjoon stare at him, both annoyed and confused by the guy's cocky behaviour.
"Oh sorry i forgot to introduce myself, Jimin owner of this gem. So gentleman, would you mind following me into my office."
