Chaeyoung is a cold & cruel female assassin who takes pride in her work.
Jennie is a highly skilled investigator who has never failed a single case she was given.
Sounds simple, right?
It's not.
Things get complicated and confusing as the two devel...
As soon as Chaeyoung left the hotel room after her short conversation with Jennie, her phone vibrated with a text from Mr. Richards.
Macy Williams. Jennie Kim's boss. She needs to be dead by tonight, no later than 2 AM.
There was an image of an older woman with dark hair and green eyes attached.
Chaeyoung texted back a simple 'ok scott' before getting into her car and making her way to a bookstore.
As soon as she step foot into the silence of the store, Chaeyoung immediately noticed the familiar face of her, and smiled to herself.
"Seo Yeji, what a coincidence to meet you here."
Yeji turned around and rolled her eyes when seeing that it was Chaeyoung.
"I saw your little news article, and I had to come see you," Chaeyoung said.
Yeji continued to ignore the younger, and moved to the next aisle.
"I was at your workplace, by the way."
"What?" Yeji said, confused.
"I was looking for you but you were in a meeting," Chaeyoung shrugged. "I didn't want to bother you."
"You? Didn't want to bother me? That's something I'll never believe."
"Look," Chaeyoung pulled out her phone and showed Yeji a photo she had taken.
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"That's you at your meeting, looking all hot and intimidating. I just came here to talk to you," Chaeyoung said as she put away her phone.
"Why do you have a picture of me saved?"
"Because I like to look at it when I'm sad. You give me hope."
Yeji scoffed at Chaeyoung's words.
"Liar."
"Obviously, I don't have time for that stuff," Chaeyoung laughed.
"Park Chaeyoung, what do you want from me? What we had is over. You walked away, I've moved on."
"Did you think I came here to beg for your heart..?" Chaeyoung dramatically held her right hand up to her heart. "I'm offended. But no, I need something else from you."
Yeji rolled her eyes and moved down another aisle again.
"What do you need, Chaeyoung?" Yeji sighed.
"Your car. The white $2M one."
"What?" Yeji coughed. "Why? For what reason would you need that car for?"
"To impress someone," Chaeyoung said casually.
"You're going to impress a woman with a nice car? What are you, a man?"
