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"Another challenge for me to face..."































"... And nothing will go wrong this time."






























"nothing."



































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[August 5, 2018; 9:24 a.m.]

3rd Person POV

"Didn't our boss tell you that we'll get that done in no time, Mr. Jones?" The 23-year-old male chuckles as he talks to the phone with an 'associate'.

"Do we have a deadline?" He leans back on the comfortable chair as he folds his right leg on his left leg.

"I hope you're aware of the consequences if you don't keep your end of the deal. Thank you for calling us, Mr. Jones. Hope to work with you again soon." The ebony-haired male smiled in satisfaction, ending the call.

He leans forward, resting his elbows on the desk in front of him and his chin on the back of his hands. He heard footsteps outside his given office, his door swinging open after a few seconds.

"How was the deal?" A female came into his view. "Deadline is next week. Who will you send?" The man stands up from his seat and walked forward to the female higher-up.

"I'll ask Suga about that." They both walked out of the room, towards a larger one.

"So, is there some news boss?"

The girl scoffed at the title given to her.

"Oppa, I told you not to call me that. It's so weird." She sighs. The older chuckles at her actions. "Being formal is a must, Jinhae. You should get used to it." "Ah, I don't think I will." Jinhae retorts.

"So, any news?" 

"Han Sung just came back from Canada. His task was done nicely. Oh, we're here."

Seokjin opens the door for the both of them to enter, Jinhae being the first one to.

"There you two are." Yoongi soughed, staring blankly at the figures who just entered. Han Sung was standing beside his sitted figure, waving towards Jinhae and Seokjin.

"I just finished talking to Marco. Our deadline is next week." Seokjin took a seat beside Namjoon as he spoke. While Jinhae stayed beside her older brother.

"That's easy. Jimin, Jungkook, Hyorin, you're going this time." Yoongi directed his gaze towards the three by the end of the table. "Of course it's easy. Who's the target, hyung?" Jimin questions, folding his arms on his chest.

"Raphael Boston. 39 years old, a drug lord. Marco Jones and him were close, but Jones found out about Boston secretly gambling his money in Jones' bank account. Boston is currently in Singapore." Yoongi taps his fingers on the table as he explains. Everyone nods as a response.

"Jimin would be the one leading you. You're leaving on Saturday." He adds.

"Okay, I guess it's settled." Jinhae clasps her hands together as the people with her started getting off their seats.

𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 || Kim Taehyung Fanfiction Where stories live. Discover now