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I woke up the next morning to the ringing of my phone. I tried to ignore it, but the ringing just got louder. I groaned, reached over and grabbed my cell. My heart skipped a beat when i saw it was Mr Lee.
"hello Mr Lee." I said, trying to clear my throat.
"hello, Ms Y/N, did I wake you?"
"oh no, you didn't." I said, getting up from my bed and stumbling to the bathroom.
"Good," he began. "I have gotten you and Agent Jeon reservations at 'La Taqueria' for tonight at 8. We got an anonymous tip that on of Jack the Ripper's friends has plans to go there at the same time tonight. Be careful. Don't be late. Come with your badges. I will see you there."
Without saying goodbye or anything, my phone clicked.
"Jungkook!" I yelled.
"yes?," he responded.
"Mr Lee got us reservations at 'La Taqueria' tonight at 8."
"Why?" he asked.
"Supposedly one of Jack the Ripper's friends has plans to go there tonight."
"okay."
The whole day, Jungkook and I were looking further into Jung Jihee. We managed to find out she had a daughter. Her daughter was 68, had no criminal record and lived in upstate gwangju. It took a while for us to track down her phone number but as soon as we did, I called her.
I pretended to be the daughter of one of Jung Jihee's friends who had just passed away. She explained to us how she hasn't spoken to her mother over in 20 years, she just assumed her mother died a while ago and the police couldn't track her down. I thanked her for her time and we said our good-byes.
Jungkook and I wrote up a report about Jung Jihee, and her daughter and our little visit and sent it to Mr Lee.
"We have reasons to believe Jung Jihee is deceased. Even though we have no death record on file under her name.
We think that the reason her credit cards and insurance are still in use is because Jack the Ripper's daughter (name unknown) has adopted Jung Jihee credentials (credit cards, debit cards, etc.) as her own. Jack the Ripper's daughter most likely continues to pretend to be Jung Jihee on paper so we, the government, dont know she exist and trace her father down through her paper trails."
Before i knew it, it was 7 o'clock.
"oh shit Jungkook, its 7 o'clock, we have to go get ready." I blurted out. He looked at the clock. "Oh wow it is."
I ran upstairs to go and get ready.
Is 'La Taqueria' a fancy restaurant?
I googled the restaurant and saw it was one of the top 10 in Busan.
Oh no. Do i even own anything that nice? shit.
I ripped open my luggage and within a few seconds of rummaging through basic casual clothing, I saw a piece of silky red fabric.
What the hell is this?
I pulled a bag out of the bottom of my luggage with a piece of paper taped onto it that said ; 'your welcome. -A.' I opened the bag to see a knee length emerald short sleeves dress with a gold detailing.
Its beautiful.
I texted Andrea.
you : i hate you!
andrea : did you find it?
you : YES! ITS SO BEAUTIFUL OMG! IT MUST'VE BEEN SO EXPENSIVE!
andrea : don't worry about the price, go out and slay bitch. He'll love it.
you : How did you know about Jungkook? I don't remember telling you about him.
andrea : You never told me anything but you wouldn't be wearing a dress that beautiful unless a really hot guy was involved. BTW Jungkook is a sexy name!
you : I'm going to tell Mark you said that.
andrea : you wouldn't.
you : *winks* i have to go.. I'll text you later, love you! xx
andrea : Love you too, MAKE SURE TO SEND ME A PICTURE.
I slipped on the dress on and curled several random piece of my hair. I applied light makeup and headed for the stairs.
This is going to be a long night.
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PART | TWELVE
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undercover | jungkook
Hayran Kurgu"revenge is a bitch Jungkook, you shouldn't have gone undercover." 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 | 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍
