pt. seventeen/
Park drove with a convicted disregard for the speed limit. It was absurd. The 3 hour car ride to the resort seemed to be compressed into an hour with Park's driving.
He drove with one hand and Sakura didn't know what scared her more, the fact that he was only using one hand, or that the other hand was holding his gun up to her head.
"Park, I swear I don't know what that logo is."
He smirked and stifled a chuckle. "So it's simply a coincidence that your name is the same as my mother's? That you somewhat became a prominent part of my life? That the Tirad had a file on you? You expect me to believe you having that logo was a mere coincidence? I didn't become Park Min Ahn by being an idiot."
"I don't know what you're talking about!" she cried as so confused. Her heart was spilling into her mouth, she'd solemnly felt such fear.
"You think I created this stupid company for the money Sakura? I'm letting you know I don't give two shits about money. I don't care about the Park MinAhn. Co image. All I care about is finding out where your boss is. That's all. If it means I have to kill you, I'll do it."
Sakura gasped and leaned away from him hitting her head on the window. She let out a pleading whine, "I don't know what you're talking about." She begged once more but he wasn't listening. The car stopped and it was her house.
"W-why are we here?"
She was sure he was going to take her to a forest to bury her alive or something of the sort.
"If I find any evidence that you're working for those mouth-breathing scums I'll kill you Sakura. I'll claw your heart out."
He opened his door, slamming it behind him before pulling her out the car by the collar of her blouse.
She cried a heart-wrenching cry as he pulled her into her apartment.
He pushed her to the floor. She scrambled to escape but he shot a warning shot right above her head. "Move another inch and I won't miss next time Yellow."
She cowered to the floor and wrapped her hands around her head.
Park looked around the apartment, "Oh fuck-"
Another shot rang this time glazing Sakuras cheek.
"I didn't even move!"
Park jumped over to Sakura and shielded her with his body as he raised his gun to where the stray bullet came from.
"Come out where I can see you."
It was silent and Park clenched unto Sakura, making sure none of her small body was in the line of fire.
Another bullet flew again and although it was close, it thankfully missed the pair.
"There's a hiding spot behind the fridge... Whoever it is-"
Park smirked, shot at the side of the fridge and a little boom went off. A body came flying across the kitchen island. Park rushed over he the body and saw that it was a middle aged Asian man dressed in an all black Armani suit.
Park rushed over, hoping he'd get to question the man but the shooter's gun shot to his own head and before Park could even take another breath, the fourth shot rang off.
Sakura screamed a chilling scream as she dodged chunks of his brain from staining her.
"What the fuck is going on?"
Park had no time to comfort her. He looked around and spotted the dozens of hidden cameras, the rigged explosives. This apartment was beyond dangerous.
"We gotta get out of here."
