"No she can't go out," Jimin said, his voice with an edge, "It's too dangerous."

"Jimin, do you not trust me?" Eunjung asked in a sweet voice, knowing full well that Jimin couldn't say no. "We are only going shopping."

"The police might take her." Jimin still held his grasp in my wrist.

"They haven't announced Yerin to be wanted yet, so let her enjoy her last moment of freedom for quite a while." Eunjung still kept her smile on her face even under the intense glare of a serial murderer. This cause me to admire this woman even more. She knew how to get what she wanted, and she was brave, powerful, and successful.

Eunjung separated me and Jimin, instead leading me out of the mansion. "Don't worry, we'll be back soon!"

She chuckled once we were in the car, "How do you even deal with your boyfriend?"

I shrugged. "He respects me enough."

"Here," she took out a mask from her handbag, "put it on just in case."

After a short car journey, we arrived at the city center which was busting with life. We walked into a shopping center, a few guards following us. They wore casual clothes and blended into the crowd as to not attract too much attention.

She aimed straight for designer brand shops and went into a Chanel one. She was looking at all the expensive leather bags while I followed her around like a lost puppy. I've never had any thing remotely expensive, let alone shop in Chanel.

"I'll take this one," Eunjung picked up a black leather one that was square in shape. She gave it to the shop assistant and went to look at the perfumes instead.

She looked at me as I just stood there watching her, "Yerin, aren't you going to buy anything?"

I smiled awkwardly, "I don't have money."

"Oh, of course, excuse me. What do you want? Pick as much as you want, I'll pay."

My eyes widened and I shook my head, "No, I can't!"

"Seriously, I don't mind," she smiled and whispered, "Honestly, I'm loaded."

I looked at her with a laugh at how frank she was. She continued with her shopping and by the end, she had so many bags hat she got one of the guards to carry it. She even got a Rolex watch for Yoongi. All I got was a new Marc Jacobs bag that she insisted to buy for me.

"I haven't had time to go shop for so long." She commented as we walked out of the shopping center.

"That's a nice watch you're giving Yoongi." I said.

"He never has the time to just go shopping for himself, so I just buy a lot of things for him."

"That's nice," I smiled underneath the mask, "I wish I could buy things for Jimin, but...he buys everything since I don't have money."

"You should be financially independent from your man," Eunjung said, "Even if I split up with Yoongi now, I'd just be as rich. I'd also just be as influeuncial in the underworld too since I've built my own power instead of relying on him-"

Suddenly she collided with someone.

"Watch where your going, bitch!" A scruffy man growled as he looked back at us, rubbing his shoulder.

I could see that the guards were closing in when Eunjung put up a hand to stop them. She put on a smile, "Of course." She then walked away without even sparing him a look.

I quickened my pace to catch up with her. "Why did you let him off?"

"Sometimes you have to choose your battle. We don't want to attract attention here." She answered.

As we walked across the city square, I noticed more and more people were gathering in front of a grand plasma tv on the side of skyscraper. Both Eunjung and I stopped to look as well.

After the short intro music of the news program played, a female news anchor appeared on it.

"We interrupt to bring you breaking news. We just received information from the police about the suspected identity of the long-wanted Busan Killer."

A giant picture of my face took the place of the news anchor on the screen.

"Song Yerin, age twenty, a drop-out of Busan University. She was known to be in a relationship with the only surviving victim of the serial killing. Police says that since two days ago, both her, and the surviving victim have disappeared. If anyone has information to the whereabouts of the two, we urge you to tell the police for a reward. A hundred million won bounty has been offered for Song Yerin."

I looked at Eunjung with wide eyes. We immediately left the crowd to return to the car park, for which I kept my head down and pulled my mask higher up to cover more of my face. We quickly hopped back into the car and Eunjung instructed the driver to drive us to the FIRE building.

"Oh my gosh," I muttered, "I can't believe im the most wanted person in Korea."

"I didn't expect them to announce it so soon," Eunjung said, "They must be really desperate this time to put such a large bounty on you with such little evidence."

I jumped slightly when my phone rang in my pocket. I quickly took the call and it was Jimin calling.

"Yerin, where are you?" Jimin's voice showed urgency.

"I'm going to FIRE's building with Eunjung," I replied.

"I'm coming. Stay safe." He cut off the call.

"Was that Jimin?" Eunjung asked.

I nodded. "Yea, he says he's coming too."

We made our way to the building and hurried through the front hall of it. Employees bowed respectfully to Eunjung when the saw her, but she barely acknowledged them as we sped through. We took the private lift straight up to Yoongi's office at the top.

"Yoongi." Eunjung called out as soon as the doors of the lift opened. "Have you seen it?"

"Yes." Yoongi stood up from his leather chair, "This is serious, the result of this could affect the whole of FIRE."

"The whole of FIRE? Why?" I asked as I took off the stuffy mask.

"I was going to use you being attacked by a member of Bludhood in our territory as the reason for initiating war. I need a 'valid reason' so the neutral neighboring gangs don't turn on us. But the Busan Killer has killed members of Bludhood before. You are thought of as the Busan Killer now, and you're in FIRE. They could use this against us."

My brows furrowed as my head was getting muddled by all these underworld gangs politics.

The phone on Yoongi's desk rang, interrupting our conversation. He picked it up. "Yes?....Yes send him up."

Not even after thirty seconds, Jimin bursted through the opening doors of the lift and to my side.

"Yerin," he grabbed my hand, "you are alright." He kissed me roughly on the forehead and looked back into my eyes. "No one else knows your location right?"

I shook my head. "I don't think so. I haven't told anyone."

"Good. We need to do something to wash off your suspicion."

"Hello to you too, Busan Killer." Yoongi said jokingly.

"Hyung," Jimin acknowledged the leader of FIRE.

"Anyway," Eunjung started, "We need to form a plan."

"Yoongi-hyung!" Jungkook pushed through the door next to the lift and came into the room with Taehyung following behind him. "You need to take a look at this."

Taehyung set the laptop he was holding down onto Yoongi's desk. "Bludhood just issued an order to all its memebers. It says to capture Yerin alive before the police can because she is a member of FIRE that killed some of Bludhood!"

"We can't let them have Yerin," Jungkook said, "They would use her to their advantage, and then likely to turn her in for the money."

"They won't have her." Jimin said darkly, his arm going around me protectively.

Yoongi's sat back down regally on his chair. "Taehyung..."

"Yes Boss?" He looked at him innocently.

"How does Bludhood know Yerin is in FIRE?"

"You told them when you declared war on them, right?"

"No. I haven't done that yet."

Taehyung opened his mouth but no words came out. He look around to all of us as if someone would give him an answer.

"Detain him." Yoongi ordered.

Jungkook immediately twisted Taehyung's arms into an armlock behind his back. Taehyung's struggle was futile as Jungkook was way stronger than him, lines of his tensed muscle slightly visible on his jacket.

Yoongi stood and pulled out a gun that was hidden underneath his jacket. Jimin's arm tightened around me as this scene played out.

Jungkook kicked the back of Taehyung's knee, causing him to kneel down in front of Yoongi. Yoongi pointed his gun at Taehyung's head.

"Are you a spy from Bludhood?"