Private Investigator: Who Hit The Hit Man?

Disappearing Act

I grabbed Jungkook pulling him to the ground, a bullet just missing his face.

The sound, deafening.

The few patrons in the restaurant screamed. I dragged Kook to the bathroom for cover trying to formulate a plan.

Why now??

"We need to protect the people!" Jungkook yelled at me, cocking his gun, mine already ready.

"They can go fuck themselves for all I care," I snarled through gritted teeth. Civilians are my last concern.

Using the door for cover, I fire a few bullets in the general direction, peeking to check if I'd gotten him.

I hadn't.

A oversized round missed my eye by a hair, lodging itself in the wall.

I heard the front door tear open, breaking the wobbly hinges.

"Fuck hes running!" I yelled, bolting from my hiding space and out the door.

I was no less than 2 feet from the shooter, but still impossible to distinguish.

"Split up!" I yelled, temporarily turning to my assistant.

The shooter slammed into a warehouse door, ripping it open, and disappearing inside.

I followed suit, slipping into a stealthier pace.

I was faced with a winding stair case, my target several levels a head of me.

Screw stealth

I was halfway behind when he stopped. I drew out my pistol, aiming.

Hes met a dead end.

The concrete staircase stopping at a partially demolished wall, a 20 foot drop to the parkade, construction equipment littering the floor below us.

I approached him, he raised his arms in surrender, deep scars running from his wrists to his elbows.

"I've already won," he said, his voice smooth, deep and familiar.

"Tae?" I asked, my heart sinking.

Laughter.

My little cousins face turned to me, eyes full of hate, marks of the life he lead litters his once handsome face.

I drop my pistol.

I was so shocked, I couldn't react when his fist connected with my neck, his foot in my stomach.

Gasping for air I watch him step over me, visision swimming, unable to focus on him.

The door to the parkade slamed, the force ricocheting round the damp and dirty room.

My heart pounds in my ears, I almost missed Jungkook's screams echoing off the thick walls.

Grabbing the sore spot on my neck, my whole body aching. Unsure if I'd be able to walk.

Using all my strength, I pulled myself to a kneeling position.

The room turning fuzzy as I passed out, falling down the short flight of stairs.