"I warned you of the consequences. Now you shall deal with whatever you put yourself into." Was the note that was written in a single sticky note. I looked at the corpse slumped over on the other side of the table. There were no traces of bullet wounds, nor traces of a struggle. Next to the note was a single picture of a girl that looked like in her teenage years.
The horrific expression left by the victim sent a chill down my spine.
I excused myself out of the room due to the heavy tension inside. I looked around and saw the rest of the staff, panic-filled their wondering eyes. "Any information regarding the victim?" I asked Jae, who I saw sighed in disbelief.
"Victims name is Hwang Pil-su," he replied, noting something on his notepads, "Apparently, he is the son of the director that owns this company." All I could think was sympathy for a son who had to bear with the consequences of his father's actions. Maybe that's just how it is. Like a chain reaction. A series of events, each caused by the previous one. The amount of pressure one must carry from generation to generation must be draining. Imagine being born into a family, a precise yet notoriously dangerous for its past legacy. Growing up to be taught how to do self-defense at 5 years old. Playing mind games at the age of 10.
How hard it must've for an innocent child to be caught in a game where there are no happy endings.
"Sangwoo," I looked at Jun, who seemed to be skeptical and in doubt, pointed at the staff, "Something's not right and I know it." He continued, still locking his eyes on the company's staff.
"Well care to share your thoughts?" I said to him, gesturing him to move to the scene of the crime. He nodded, straightened his leather jacket, and walked towards the victim's room. "Excuse me, would you mind if we investigate the room ourselves?" Jun said, grabbing a pair of latex gloves from a forensic's medical bag. One of our men knew what was about to happen, so they let themselves out and let us have the room to ourselves.
Jun locked the door and started going from corner to corner, possibly checking for any listening devices hidden. Once he felt one of the devices, Jun faced my direction then put a finger over his mouth and gently removed the bug, placing it in an evidence plastic. "These bastards have a mole in their company," Jun said, tossing the evidence plastic over the desk. "In no way would a random person come in this office to bug the area and call it a day," he continued.
"Considering how tight their security system is," I commented. Jun starts pacing back and forth in the room, constantly looking from the desk. I stared at him and observed his facial expression shift from reaction to reaction. A few of the things I admired about Jun was that his observations were always so sharp and precise. It probably drew some coroners insane to see the finishing results because of the amount of accuracy on the information handed to them. But all of his motivation started because of his younger sister.
Knowing Jun, he was always family oriented no matter what. At first, he despised his younger sister as she was 'always given attention' by his parents. But along the way, he adored his younger sister more than anyone else. Jun wanted to be a role model for his sister that he took up their father's legacy and worked in the same precinct. Their bond was inseparable since then, yet many people gave looks of disapproval at them. It never bothered the two though as it was adorable to be able to witness that bond grow, as each moment passed by.
On the other hand, his sister was always unpredictable. She was too hard to read sometimes and it what made her unique in my perspective. Which also made me be captivated by her. There was something about her that kept me looking back at her. Maybe it was because of how she looked innocent, yet dangerous. Maybe because she was being...her. She never let anyone shatter her walls. Nor did she allow herself to break through her own walls. She was quiet yet feisty which made her earn the title of 'Cold Witch' throughout highschool.
"Something's off about this and I can't seem to put my finger on it..", Jun said crossing his arms and leaning against the edge of the desk. "How about we go back to the station? Maybe you can think more clearly there?", I suggested, grabbing the door handle. He let out a sigh in defeat and nodded his head. "Maybe a cup of coffee to go would be nice too."
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"How's Taerin doing?" I said.
"She's doing better than before. Can you imagine? She got a scholarship to a school overseas." He said with delight.
"You're proud of her, huh.." I replied, sipping on the hot beverage on hand.
"Who wouldn't be? She's the greatest artist I've seen so far and I don't doubt she'll be more successful", Jun replied, smiling at the thought. I noticed that it was getting darker by the minute, I glanced at my watch which seemed reasonable enough for it to be getting dark at such an early hour of the day. Hours like these in my opinion were perfect. The temperature wasn't too hot nor was it too cold. It was perfect to perform leisure activities and to just enjoy the gentle breeze.
As Jun and I were close to the station, his phone rang and I saw a bit of the caller's I.D -which was Taerin.
"Hello?" Jun answered while looking around.
"Yeah, I'm at the station with Sangwoo, what's up?"
"Tonight? I thought they weren't supposed to come home until tomorrow."
He sighed for a brief moment and looked at me. "Yeah okay, I'll grab them on the way home."
"Yes, I'll let him know." He chuckled for a second before hanging up on the phone. "Mom and Dad are supposedly coming home tonight." He said, putting his phone away.
"Does that mean you get to get off early tonight?" I said jokingly. "Well not just me, Taerin wanted me to invite you as well", Jun said, smiling at me.
"Why me? I'm not part of your family."
"Well I mean my parents know you, which basically means you're part of the family. Sort of." He said, patting my shoulders, and walked up the stairs. For once, I couldn't explain what I was feeling but it wasn't a bad thing. I smiled a bit and walked up the stairs, following Jun.
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Belligerent
Fanfiction"No case is too strong for two shattered hearts yearning for love for life is like...a waging war." ----- The shade of love is infinite. Whenever union occurs between two individuals, it tends to be slightly different from the love that predated it...
