Sick

Acceptance

Namjoon's pov

I wake up to the sound of my phone buzzing on the nightstand. I could feel that it wasn't that early but still the sun was up and who the hell would be calling at this time. Messily, I try to reach over and grab the device but to no ones shock it falls off and onto the carpet. Great.

I pick it up before it can stop.

"Hello?"

"Mr.Kim, it's officer Hwan from the HQ." At the sound of his voice my body flings upwards sitting myself up and clutching the phone to my face.

"The chief would like you to come down as soon as possible if that's a possibility." He says. He spoke in a monotone voice, making it impossible to even tell his mood.

"Yes, I can, ofcourse. Is it news about my husband? Have you found him?"

"Sorry sir but I'm just passing on the message, the chief is the one asking for you. However he stressed on the urgency of your presence."

"Yes, yes ofcourse. Thank you." I hang up and hurry to get dressed and in less than 10 minutes I am out the door.

I don't know what to expect, please let it be that they found him or that the ransom deal was being requested."

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I get to the station in record time. The people at the desk recognize me immediately, they give me a small smile and gesture me to head out back.

I'm jittery but I'm also anxious. I try preparing myself mentally and focus. This is important. Officer Hwan asks me to wait and a few minutes later the chief walks out and beckons me to his office.

"Good morning Mr.Kim. Please take a seat." He says gesturing to the chair infront of his messy desk. Papers, files and cases adorned it.

"Good morning sir. So is there a-" he cuts me off by holding his hand up.

"Mr.Kim, I do have news however..." he trails off. His face practically said it all. Even if I practically knew what he was going to say I needed to know.

"What? What happened?" I lean forward desperately.

He opens a random file from his table and slides it towards me. "Unfortunately, the investigation came to an end yesterday. It was reported by locals that there was a car accident whereby the same vehicle from the night of the kidnapping of your husband was found wrecked at the side of the highway. We investigated the scene and confirmed that your husband was infact in the car being held hostage. Locals and bystanders confirmed the description of the male identical to Kim Seokjin. The body was severely damaged, two other people; which most likely are from the same crime conducted last year were also identified at the scene. Female with blond hair and male on his late 30s."

I absorb everything he was saying and try not to act shocked. What did you expect Namjoon? The pictures in the file are gruesome. The car is identical to the one I saw that day.

"Wait- how can we be certain it was him in the car?"

The chief sighs. "I knew you might ask that but the dozens of witnesses' descriptions match Mr.Kim. We did our fair share of investigating and checked every available camera in the vicinity that could capture the photo." I turn over the page and sure enough I see Jin in the back seat. It was off of his side profile but I could tell it was him. Shutting the file ans tossing it on the desk I rake my hands through my hair furiously. What did you expect Namjoon? I slide my hands over my face and close my eyes. What did you expect Namjoon?

"We also recovered this from the crash. It was in a box in the back along with some money, the money wasn't salvagable."

He slides a small yellow envelope my way. I open it and take it out. My tears can't hold themselves in anymore. They fall slowly and sadly onto my cheeks.