Mafia Boss Rising

17: Killer Kitten

Getting back to work for the first couple of days was fine, all went well. Today though...you'd learn of another side to Yoongi. The other side of him you'd sort of forgotten about.

In Yoongi's office, you were looking over spreadsheets of sales from the street dealers he has. The prices and totals were correct and consistent.

Yoongi supplies the dealers with a certain amount of drugs. They can only sell as much as he gives them. If they sell all of it, the total amount of earnings is known. If they sell half of it, Yoongi expects drugs to be returned and any earnings to be given to him.

All was well until you analyzed the spreadsheet belonging to a dealer named Bo Jung. It seems he's selling some drugs at full price and others at half price...which is very odd.

You called your boss on your phone, "Yoongi, we've got an issue with the sales of Bo Jung, the street dealer."

"What's the issue?" He asked.

"He sells some products at full price and then others at half price. In his last dealings, he sold all of the products, but his total earnings don't match the others," you explained.

"Huh...I'll call him up and we can settle this." Yoongi hung up.

You set Jung's spreadsheet aside and continued on with the others, no further issues to be spotted.

Half an hour passed when Yoongi entered his office with who you assumed was Bo Jung. Namjoon and Hoseok stayed posted outside the door. Jung seemed calm...but you noticed he kept stretching his neck to the side.

After Yoongi explained to the dealer what the problem was, he told you to point out the issues in the spreadsheet.

The dealer's excuse was, "I'm sorry, I got the prices mixed up in my head."

"You couldn't have," Yoongi shook his head, "I was very clear when telling you what each drug costs. I even sent the prices to your phone. It's not hard to find the text and double-check."

"Well, my phone was acting up-"

"I gave you that phone. I own that phone and the cell tower that provides the network. I'd know if it was dysfunctional at any time. Yours was not." Your boss's eyes started narrowing.

Jung had no response.

"So," Yoongi's hands gripped the arms of the chair he sat in, "are you going to admit you're stealing from me?"

"I'm not!" Jung pleaded.

Yoongi ordered his two guards, "go check his house."

"No, no," you stood up, "check his car. One of my ex's people stole from him and kept the money in his car in case he needed to run."

All of you went outside to the dealer's car where Hobi and Namjoon got to work with finding the missing earnings. They checked the front, in the trunk, and the spare tire well.

"Y/N, we can't find anything. We looked everywhere." Namjoon got out of the backseat.

"You're very creative, Bo Jung. I'll give you that." You chuckled.

"I'M NOT STEALING," he yelled.

You tilted your head to the side, "open the airbags...if nothing is found there, we're gonna look at the car's underside."

Yoongi stood with his arms crossed, silently fuming with flames behind his eyes as he stared at Bo Jung. You haven't seen him this mad since the last time you were the one stealing from him.

Hoseok started pulling the airbag out of the steering wheel...and a black bag dropped out of it.

"Oh!" He picked it up. "We got something."