Disquiet

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Jaebum knew his limits in life. He knew when he had to stop, he knew when he had to run away and specifically, he knew when exactly he had to give up. Even though Sunhee had given him warnings about the five gentlemen, he couldn't just be content with that sort of reply. He had to figure out their exact relationship with the company and the CEO. There was just some level of thrill whenever he tried to extract Jinyoung's thoughts and plans.

According to Hyunmin, whom Jaebum had requested to do a full background check on Sunhee, she was the daughter of Jinyoung's mother's maid. Sunhee was, in fact, a couple of years older than the CEO and had been engaged with the Park family ever since she was born. She was someone who had been loyal to the company and the family ever since she was born so, in conclusion, Jaebum could expect absolutely nothing from the secretary. 

She would be the last person spilling beans about the CEO.

Continuing to his next research results, the current JYP Enterprise main office had been shifted only two years ago. The older building which was still owned by the JYP Company was kept locked with a number of security guards and locks. Jaebum's theory was that either the building was being kept as an asset or was being used for something that was not known to be employees of the surface. If Jaebum knew anything about the CEO and the company policy, they were strictly against unnecessary expenditures.

Eventually, everything had lead to this moment.

Jaebum had parked his car at the parking lot of a mall nearby the old JYP building. He sighed whenever he remembered the cost he would have to pay when exiting the parking lot. The longer his current mission took, the riskier things would become for him. He could hear his mother scolding him for being presumptuous and not being satisfied by minding his own business.

But at this point, Jaebum knew it was personal. It was his personal satisfaction of winning against Jinyoung.

The building had two main entrance and exit, both being guarded by tough security. Of course, all buildings had an emergency fire exist which was locked from the inside. If Jaebum could only have access to that door and somehow manage to get inside, he would be able to get inside. Conveniently, next to the door was a large window according to the blueprint which Jaebum had illegally obtained.

His current hope lied on that window and hopefully his still existing b-boy skills.

Jaebum waited outside a cafe with a serving of large Americano and a freshly bought notebook where he wrote absolute gibberish. It was the perfect location for him to keep eye on the guards he had to slip past in order to reach the fire exit. He was wearing a t-shirt, sweat pants, a beanie and a face mask to hide his identity in case any security camera caught him.

If he was correct, both of the guard would be occupied with a certain radio show after ten in the evening. Jaebum have to work swiftly, leaving his overpriced coffee and notebook behind to take his route to the exit door. He impatiently observed the clock which indicated it was half past nine in the evening. He was beginning to take deep breaths and the tapping of his foot had increased rapidly.

Jaebum wasn't a coward but never in his life had he ever been so foolishly brave. What he was going to do now was literal stupidity.

His heart began to beat faster as soon the clock struck to ten. Exactly after three seconds the guard, who was heavily built by the way, entered his little room and switched on the radio. Jaebum sighed in relief, being thankful of Hyunmin and her sources for finding these information.

Jaebum took off from his seat after leaving a hefty tip for the waiter. He slowly began to walk towards the building with a pair of headphones in his ears which wasn't connected to anything. He walked past with his hands in his pocket and thankfully, he was unnoticed by the man. With the name of God, whom he hadn't called in a long time, Jaebum swiftly entered the little alley which would be leading him towards the exit.

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