"...Goodbye now, (y/n)." And with that I pushed the door open and swung my legs out into the cold air. I handed the cab driver my money, but the girl gently pushed my hand away before he could grab it. She pulled out a roll of bills from her pocket, peeling off a few and handing it to the driver, an obvious smirk on her lips. "It's on me this time," she smiled up at me from where I stood, her eyes seemingly sparkling, my mouth hanging open a bit in shock. "Just say this isn't the last time I get to meet the absolutely irreplaceable Jumin Han." - I do not own the characters in this book, just the story. Cover art work belongs to @naizourei on tumblr.

"My most precious, final experiment." The man cooed. This follows the main storyline of the Los Angeles BB murder case, but with my own special twist! As a premature warning, there may be some gore. Viewer discretion is advised.