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[January 18, 2019; 2:35 p.m.]

3rd Person POV

"Weapons from America?" Seokjin questions the youngest Kim while he sat on one of the lobby's sofas. Taehyung pockets both of his hands, "Yeah. I have men already reporting the newest weapons for me there and I have to go ahead and check them."

"And you're taking your assistant with you, right?" Namjoon asks next, earning a nod from Taehyung.

"When are you leaving?" "Tonight, hyung."

Jimin involuntarily directed his eyes towards Jinhae, who silently stood by the entrance of the lobby, motionless. She was waiting for his twin to come and pick her up to go to the mall. But the male Park didn't have to think twice if she was listening to the conversation or not.

He knew she was.

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[4:20 p.m.]

Jinhae had already arrived at her house from the mall. Carrying shopping bags with her, she strolled up to her room and placed the bags aside before throwing herself onto her bed.

"I wonder what time they're going to leave..."

Jinhae stares at her wrist watch, watching the second hand tick and move rather slowly.

"Why do I even care...? He could go anywhere with Soora for all I care," she drops her right arm to her side, letting out a sigh after, "it would be better if they don't come back, actually--wait."

The girl sits up from her bed, pushing the stray hair on her face to the side.

"Doesn't Taehyung get messages from his men through Soora?"

Jinhae pursed her lips together, suspicions forming again inside her head.

"What if... Soora lied to him and was purposely leading him to America?" Jinhae shakes her head after asking herself the question.

"Don't f(lower)ing over-think again! I'm not even a hundred percent sure she's the main traitor!" She scolds herself. Screwing her eyes shut while she exhales through her nose, she combs her hair back as she thought of Soora's real intention.

"Wait, Jimin asked Taehyung a while ago if he wanted to be accompanied by at least one of the boys... and it wasn't even him who rejected..."

Jinhae stands up from her bed, grabbing her purse from the floor and marched out of her room.

"We'll be fine on our own, Jimin-ah." Soora smiles at the male. "We can handle everything there, don't worry."

"I have a bad feeling about this." Jinhae stated as she rushed to her car parked in the garage, planning on going to the mafia's home base.

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"Seokjin-oppa!"

The mentioned male turns his head to look at who called him.

"Jinhae?" "Where's Taehyung?"

Seokjin didn't question why Jinhae looked like she was in a hustle, instead he just answered her question.

"He's still upstairs."

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