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Chapter VII

The Laketown Casino
July

After weeks of interpreting data, training and encouragement, the Bulletproof Boys were ready to offshoot their second mission.

RM and Suga stayed at the warehouse, running protocols, keeping eyes on the situation, guiding the boys through their transceivers. The one who had eyes everywhere on the inside, was V. Jin's job was to keep eyes on Sawyers at all times. Hoseok and Jungkook's task was to get through the bodyguards and kidnap Sawyers.

What about Jimin?

He had to terminate anyone who tried to ruin their assignment... Alongside Illiana.

'RM, I didn't sign up to be a babysitter. Why can't someone else take her?'

'I'm sorry, Jimin, but there's nothing I can do. Iosif's orders. He apparently needs her there. He also said that she might be able to help you, so hurry up and get dressed.', RM instructed Jimin.

Looking dapper in his tuxedo, Jin entered the casino. He stopped to look around, scanning his surroundings.

He walked over to the bar, ordering a drink. That's when he saw him.

Sawyers, in his cowboy hat and plaid shirt escorted by his four body guards. He sat down to play twenty one, the bodyguards encircling the table.

'What's up with that guy?', Jin asked the bartender.

'He owns the place.', the barman replied.

Jin laughed, putting on a show, 'He plays at his own casino?'

Shrugging, the bartender said, 'Yeah, but he only plays blackjack until he wins and then heads back up to his hotel room or something.'

'I see.', Jin said, sipping on his scotch.

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V was headed to the sixth floor. It was poorly lit and didn't serve any purpose to the public.
The elevator dinged and he stepped out.

'Sir, you're not allowed to be on this floor.', a burly man said, blocking V's path.

'Why what's on this floor?'

'None of your business, get out.'

'If you're not going to tell me, then I'll have to find out for myself.'

Taking out his mini-crossbow, V shot an shaft straight into the man's neck.

Yes, a crossbow.
Something had to get past the metal detector!

The man tried taking out his gun, but it was too late. He stumbled back, falling straight to the ground.

'I didn't want to waste one of these sedatives on you, but you left me with no choice.'

V pulled out the shaft and searched the man for his gun.

'Jackpot! I am keeping this!'

'Did you find something?' RM asked.

'Yeah.'

'What?'