The Act of The Traitor [✓]

The Madman

"Whilst she's in the toilet, I want to propose a game to all of you." Jin devilishly smiled, putting the knife and fork back on the chiffon table. The rest glanced up at Jin and they in return stopped, including their leader Hoseok. The lad needed time to furnish and rest, yet he wouldn't mind playing games.

"It includes your wife, I presume?" Jimin continued, dabbing the pearl napkin on the ends of his oily lips. Jin nodded and tipped the wine glass to his mouth. He pulled the glass away and raised it to the air.

"You know that her ring has a tracking unit. So even if she tries to escape, I will know where she is, but she doesn't know it herself. All things considered, Naomi, you've done the job of returning here without her, which is something that I can't do. There is a high chance she will escape even though she's still new."

"So you want us to act as obstructions?" Jungkook implied, almost jumping in his seat in excitement.

Jin formed a gun with his hand and pretended to shoot the young boy.

"You knew she was going to escape, yet you brought her here. Why make work for us?" Hoseok sighed, yet was mentally ready to deter her escape. Jin could only shrug with a smile.

"Bring her to the storage room." Jin ended before stabbing the last piece of chicken meat. 

The pungent taste was still inside her mouth, even after consuming the aromatic and delicious dinner. She had no idea where they got such perfect meals, but that didn't bother her. 

The conversation between one person with the other hadn't left her mind. She thought she was strong enough to listen and simply eat, but the agitated sensation in her stomach was still there. How were they able to speak so casually in front of her?

MinYoung wrapped both arms around her stomach and averted the urge to throw up. The meat was so tender and good that she would feel bad if she threw it out. The mashed potatoes were so warm and mushy that it melted directly inside her mouth. The vegetables were also crunchy, which neutralized the other side dishes. 

She was so engrossed in eating that the exchanged words made her halt.

They were talking about murder in front of the young police whilst she was eating. Unfortunately, her dinner had to be cut short and she was only able to eat three-quarters of the meal. It had been several minutes in the bathroom that was in one of the corridors. The young woman, Naomi was nice enough to escort MinYoung to the bathroom.

Jin held no concerns about it. He could easily detect where she would be going. 

MinYoung did not have a watch to check for how long she'd been inside the bathroom. She thought it was also strange that Jin or anyone in particular wasn't checking up on her. Maybe, there were so busy conversing with each other about further plans for their future. She could no longer stay in that humongous hall with the killers.

Maybe, they had forgotten about her existence. Even Jin's attention were mostly towards the food and Hoseok. 

How did any of them not stab a kitchen knife through MinYoung's throat?

Pouring water inside her mouth and spitting it out once more, she wiped the stains with her arm. MinYoung glanced at her reflection on the mirror and saw the distraught image staring back at her. She looked exhausted. Her hair was slightly unkempt, but that wasn't a priority right now.

Her sallow face was slightly disturbing under the one fluorescent light. The sooty mirror could only reflect the minimum reflection of her image, but she didn't care at all.

Escaping remained in her number one list. 

She shifted away from the mirror and placed her ears against the door. Waiting for any echos of approaching footsteps, she cautiously turned the doorknob and stepped out. Her heart was racing in anticipation and fear, but she held her head high.