Help Needed /~/ Taekook

Chapter Forty-Five

It's been some time, how are y'all?

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He waited across the street where the set location was and watched everyone get in their cars and leave. He didn't know which one was Jungkook's so he had to wait well past eight to leave. Finally, after restlessly waiting, Jungkook appeared in the parking lot alongside Taehyung and his young, mute son.

He pulled his phone up and tapped on the camera icon before zooming in on the couple. Jungkook was talking to Taehyung, not paying attention to anything around him. He zoomed further in and trailed down to the boy walking beside him, head down and arms crossed tightly against his chest.

It was him. If he remembered correctly. He hadn't gotten a good look at the boy many months ago, but he easily recognized the kids that he was put in charge of. And this one was the escapee.

But to prove to his debtor that the child was indeed the child, he took several pictures. The boy had even looked directly at him but made no move to alert Jungkook or Taehyung. The couple shared a quick kiss before Jungkook gestured to the boy to walk to his car while he followed. The kid kept his eyes on his car and he quickly ducked down then Jungkook looked in his direction as well after catching his son's gaze.

He moved up and scanned the parking lot for the duo and sighed when he saw Jungkook opening his car door. He zoomed in on the license plate and snapped several pictures before starting his own car. He dialled a number on his phone as he watched Jungkook's car drive down the road and disappear around a curve.

"What is it?"

"Minsun, I have pictures," he said, "I'm telling you this kid is him and I want what you owe me. Interest is stacking up."

"Well, who's the dumbass that charges interest?" Minsun snapped, "if you're so sure then take him yourself."

"That's not my job, Minsun and you know it. You owe me. It's your job to get the money or something I can make the money off of. I'm starting to count the days."

Minsun cursed him. "Charlie, I can get the money. I'm not coming back to get caught."

Charlie rolled his eyes and released a dry laugh. "If you pay me back, I can easily get you out of trouble or out of prison and we'll be back on good relations."

There was a long pause before Minsun huffed. Charlie smirked, knowing he's won and before Minsun could even confirm it, he began thinking about the money he'd rack in just from his debtor's son. The boy was seven, timid, and mute: national and international bidders alike would be after him. Seven-twelve were the golden ages for children in this business and 'Bin' was, by the general interest, the perfect child. His timidness would make him more fearful and obedient and him being mute meant no fighting back verbally or screaming.

If Charlie played his cards right, he'd receive double the amount of what Minsun owed him.

"Send me the pictures and I'll confirm whether or not it's him," Minsun said after a while.

"Stay on the phone, I'm sending them now."

Charlie quickly exited out of the call and went to their chat. He set the chat to delete within five minutes before sending the pictures he took. He then emptied his trash from his phone before returning to the call.

"I sent them, have a look."

There was another long pause before Minsun came back and said, "yes, that's him. That's Hanbin."