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The bar's front lights on the southwest Seattle city shines dimly. The rain outside that bar runs heavily. Inside that bar Johnny Lee sitting on the center cair which arranged zig-zag. The pole dancer in front of him, keep glancing and gives him a flying kiss everytime Johnny Lee shot his drink.
Maybe his body on that bar, but his thoughts flies years ago. He still can't forget about Mark Lee, his brother. People always get misunderstand when they introduced as a brother, some said they're not look alike even a little, and others said maybe one of 'em born with a different parents. Whatever people say, Johnny and Marl still a sibling.
For an additional information, they only have each other, their parents dead in a hit run accident when Johnny and Mark still in college. So they were lived with super frugal money left from their parents insurance. It getting sadder, cuz both of their parents are an only child, so they don't have any unlces or aunties to took of them.
Mark left Johnny to reach his dream—uphold the justice. He went to a big city, Mark did not tell it where. He lived there and met eight guys who took care of him like a family. At least just these informations Johnny acknowledged from the detective he paid. Johnny has been looking all over the place to find his brother.
And tonight is the night of that lost brother comeback, this morning Mark called him with an unidentified number and said;
"Wait me at the bar we used to visit."
Then the call end, Mark just said it no longer than seven seconds.
Mark didn't tell Johnny when is the meeting occurs. So since that call 'til tonight, Johnny has been stayed on that bar, from the day 'til the dawn, no matter when the bar closed, he still wait his only brother there.
Johnny thinks that called so mysterious, Mark's voice sounds so deep and raspy. As Johnny remember his brother's voice is strident and so light. This point makes him more worrying about Mark's condition.
For five years without any tidings, Mark finally contacting him, it's a good thing, but not with this such of situation. Johnny is a police fugitive, he's under arrest of police with an accusation; Theft of Million Dollars Bank Deposit.
He sued for living behind the iron bars for ten years, but he's smart enough to escape from that jail. His life messed up cause nothing can eat and nowhere to live, his house confiscated and he unable to showed his face in public, police's eyes are everywhere.
The clock showed ten past twenty seven minutes, Johnny's phone ringing, the number on the phone screen is unsaved number, who the hell who is calling at this hour?
Johnny want to reject it, this phone which his holding is a stolen phone. Johnny remember a week ago after he got this phone—as soon as possible, Johnny did block all the numbers those listed in the contact. So this unsaved number from who?
The 011-3XX-XXX number belongs to who?
His curiosity bigger than his ego, he picks up that call. "Hello?"
"Is this Johnny Lee?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"This is TY-ssi, i'm so sorry, but Mark can't meet you right now, and don't leave that bar, police waiting you outside, thanks."
Johnny's heart beating so fast, that person who on the phone wont give any chance for him to reply or ask, after said all the information at once, TY, the caller, ends the call.
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I'm Home | Johnny ✔
Fanfiction[Twoshot] / [Crime Project 0.1] / [English] / [Bahasa] / [Completed] Johnny really miss his brother, Mark, and he will meet Mark soon. Ironically, Johnny's condition isn't support him to meet Mark. But this man still firmly want to meet his brother...