Chapter 20: Leave It All

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LISA POV


JANUARY 6TH


Today, I was going to do something so stupid just to save Jungkook. Yesterday, I was put on suspension from work, but fuck that. I was going to head inside the precinct break Jungkook out fo the jail. This is going be a suicide mission as I could possibly get myself killed for doing this. But it's not like I got anything to lose anymore. Anyways, it was nighttime, and I told Sarah to pack her things. If I can save Jungkook, I'm getting out of this damn city and going somewhere far away.


"Sarah, wait here, Mommy has to do something," I said.

"Okay, by Eomma," Sarah said.


I got a kiss on her cheek, which could possibly be my last. Anyways, I got into my car and drove near the precinct. I parked in the alleyway of the convenience store near the station. I get out of my car and sneak my way towards the precinct. I walk up to the front door and try to open it.


"Damn, it's locked," I said.


I take out a paper clip and try to unlock the door.


*CLICK*


I heard the door click, and I was able to get inside. As I was walking in, I see a bunch of policemen roaming around. I quickly run to a hiding spot and take cover.


"Okay, how am I going to sneak past all of these people," I mumbled.


I look left, and then I look right. The coast is clear, and I was able to sneak to the next room. I made my way throughout the building and was able to get to the jail cells. I look around and see only one mar sitting on the benches inside.


"Jungkook," I said.


He looks up and is shocked to see me.


"L~Lisa, what are you doing here," he asked.

"I'm here to get you out," I replied.

"Wait, do your boss know about this."

"The asshole, no, he doesn't know about this."


I finally get Jungkook out of the cell. Immediately I hugged him and gave him a kiss on the lips.


"I thought I wasn't going to be able to see you again," I said.

"I thought so too," he replied.

"Well, well, well."


Jungkook and I looked up and see our Sargeant walking in with a gun aiming at our heads.


"Lisa, what are you doing," he asked.

"What does it look like I'm doing," I replied.


I then pulled out my gun and trained it on his head.


"It looks to me like you are trying to break out a prisoner," he said.

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