"But," Kook stuttered.
"Its a goddamn hardware store," I said through gritted teeth, my nails creating divots in my palms.
Well played.
"Well this is bogus!" Jungkook yelled.
"Fuck! Of course it's blatantly bogus!" I yelled, kicking the sidewalk.
"The next bus leaves in another 2 hours..." Jungkook mumbled.
"Fuck this! I'm jet legged, I'm hungry, and I'm not putting up with this shit!" I yelled at the Hardware store.
Like it could hear me...
"I know a small lamb skewer restaurant," Jungkook suggested weakly.
Jungkook dragged me away from our pitiful situation, insisting we go for food. I should be finding Tae, I should be kicking Yoongi's ass, Namjoon should be in my ass...
Musty cardboard and burnt hair hit me like a ton of bricks. My dark, damp surroundings lit up momentarily, only to darken again with the opening of the door as another patron came in after us.
Shit, this is really a dump.
Smiling Jungkook indicated to the menu, pulling at my sleeve,"What do you want, Hyung?" He asked sweetly.
He reminds me of Tae. Where the hell is he? I miss him...
"I don't know, Kook," I said, wrinkling my nose, running my hands through my hair, a gunshot whizzing past my ear.
Theres no rest, is there?
YOU ARE READING
Private Investigator: Who Hit The Hit Man?
FanfictionBang PD is dead, and it is up to Private Investigator Kim Seokjin and assistant Jeon Jungkook to figure out who did it and why. But when the case begins to connect to a previous, more serious case, they are thrown for a loop. Started: April 21st 201...
