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The taste of her warm blood was still fresh on his lips. What Jungkook did was a punishment for Hazel for making him wait for so long.
As Jungkook entered the cafe, his stolid portentous flecks of complacent brown, caged in the iris of glitzy enigma met the dark pools of trusted condescend, welded with lurking vigilance.
Those sharp imperious swirls of ruling brown were speckled with slender authenticity, steeped in infallible sage. That scrupulous wisdom indeed defined this clever man.....Park Jimin.
Tearing his senior gaze from this black prudence, Jungkook was greeted by the solid spirals of indulgent experience.....Colonel Park.
Greeting the two waiting ones, Jungkook sat with Jong suk. When Jong suk scoured it out that Jeon was involved with this peculiar guy in a vicious muddle, he consulted Jungkook more often than before.
This time their target was clever, and that was the best part.
"Right now this man is in Tai-Jung valley as according to the data, his last call to Jeon was recorded within the premises of the vale," Jong suk informed his mates as he travelled the glazed black of his dire orbs towards Jungkook.
(A/N: Tai-Jung valley is a fictional mountainous place in South Korea in this story)
"Is this confirmed, Jong suk?" the primordial voice of Colonel Park scrutinized, making Jong suk flatten the incredulous unease as the virile assured:
"100%, and even if he's not there, we will surely find his torture cell,"
During the conversation, Jimin constantly felt the cramp pricking his taut body; therefore, the adept one stolidly arched his head behind his back to muster the irreparable perturbation, then serenely curving his head back with a calm smile to conceal mystified queer, Jimin decided to jabber out the anomalous, that seemed to strain his sceptical silhouette.
The edgy one husked ominously:
"Something's not ri-"
During the time when the shrewd one scoured for the twitchy obstacle, Jungkook simultaneously combed with Jimin in observing the strange.
Since Jimin's back was facing the large opening door of the cafe, he couldn't lick out the uncanny lingering in the air very keenly, but Jungkook's whole posture was facing the pellucid opening door of the cafe....and he could see it all so vividly.
There a black van scurried with immense lethargy at the parking area as compared to other vehicles, which is why it hit him. Tearing Jimin's sentence at the brim, Jungkook alerted immediately:
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