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Chapter 5

| get out of my head |
| did you not hear what i said? |

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Same day.

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JENO'S POV:

I take out my phone and scroll to Haechan's message last night.

Target 1: Na Jaemin

- 19 years old

- not confirmed if in gang

- many minor clues lead to him

Target 2: Lee Felix

- in XXX school

- 18 years old

Target 3: Kim Woojin

- not attending school

- 23 years old

- confirmed Taeyong's gang, active

Target 4: Anyone else who is suspicious

Me and Mark are in charge of investigating Na Jaemin's house. Jisung and Kai takes care of Lee Felix's records in his school, basically my school. Haechan and Soobin continues to trail Kim Woojin, someone who we've been trying to capture for a long time.

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[FOR READERS:]

Kun's Gang Ranking (these are the main members in the inner circle, who have been with the gang for the longest)

1. Kun (gang leader, good at everything, first in combat)

2. Jeno and Mark (good at everything, both second in combat, been in the gang for the longest with Kun)

3. Haechan (best at guns), Jisung (best at coding, computer, technology)

4. Soobin and Huening Kai (best at being quick and silent / spies, scouts)

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I look at Mark, who is checking that he has all his equipment.

'You have the address?'

'Yes, checked,' he raises the paper that Kun gave us yesterday. It is a copy if the paper that was intercepted by one of Soobin's men. We don't know what it is, but we plan to go there and see if anyone's there. Apparently it has been sent to Jaemin's house, directly into his room's window. Soobin had his men copy the address with the time on it and send back the original to Jaemin.

We walk out the house and call for a cab. Soon, we're in one and the driver is already driving us to the address. Mark tells him that we're going to a friend's house. Soon, we arrive at a random house in between many other houses.

The driver takes our money and we get out. Wheels squel as the car reverses and leaves us in a puff of dust.

Mark comments, 'I suppose this is a disguise.'

I shrug and we both start to climb the gates, disappearing behind the building. We jump into the backyard, where we hide behind a row of tall flower pots. And we wait.