• Thailand •
- 4:30 am -

All night Chuan Juntasa was unable to sleep at the thought that Lalisa Manoban can possibly already be in another country. Away from him, that she's safe somewhere. Basically under the radar. He hated the thought that someone was helping her, he wanted her to be a helpless girl. A girl that makes stupid decisions and gets herself either captured or killed.

That's all Chuan Juntasa wants, he had to get himself ready for what was to come. Nothing in this world would make him happier, then to see Lalisa Manoban covered in her own blood and suffering from all the forced damage that he's done to her.

He sits in his office, wearing a perfectly tailored brown suit. "Any word from Malaysia? They haven't gotten back to us about the activity that was happening last night." A frustrated Chuan questions his men. "Sir, we've been trying to contact them, but the lines have gone down out of no where." Someone answers him. "Well!! Get the fucken lines back up!!" He pounds his fist onto his desk.

He runs his hand over his slicked back hair and let's out a breath as he leans back into his big chair. "Bring me some scotch and my cigars." He orders, one of his men runs quickly over to get Chuan's desirables. "Sir, the cars will be ready for departure shortly." One of the younger members says. "Perfect, somehow let the Malaysian leader know that we'll be on our way in no time." Chuan announces as he pulls a cigar from the small container that packed eight cigars in a row that was secured by velvet cushioning.

From the way Chuan Juntasa takes care of his cigars, many would say he takes better care of them then some parents take care of their children.

A glass of scotch is placed on the desk in front of Chuan Juntasa. Smoke fills the air as the cigar is lit for him by a pure silver lighter, he takes a sip of scotch and he swishes the alcoholic beverage in his mouth, before he swallows and nods. "I haven't had that scotch in a while, it has aged well." He tells his men, all the men nod in agreement, though none of them will be having a sip of the scotch. "Sir, the cars are ready for departure."

"Okay, let's move out." Half of his men leave with him on their way to Malaysia, "I hope we find a lead on Lalisa." He tells himself as he gets into his car. He is escorted in a black Tahoe led by two black Tahoe's and followed by two more black Tahoe's. The distance from his mansion to the Malaysian leaders mansion took several hours, but it was worth it. On the drive over to the destination, he thought of the possibilities of finding Lalisa.

Many horrible plans went through his head, he was already ahead of himself. He was already thinking about all the ways he'd torture her, much more then the time he had the meeting with the mafia leaders at his mansion. All he wanted at this point was to find her, and hear her scream until her throat bleeds.

There's really nothing you can ask as to why he wants to torture her so bad, many might ask if it was something her grandfather did to him. Maybe he experienced something horrible when he was much younger, or in his teenage years. But, the answer is he's just a horrible horrible man. Screams of others that are in pain, or the blood that stains his skin makes him smile because he is such a evil man.

In time, they make it to Malaysia and waiting for them is the Malaysian mafia leader, Afiq Megat. "Ah, Chuan Juntasa, it's always a pleasure to see you. Isn't my country so beautiful?" He questions the eager Thailand Mafia leader who steps out of the escort cars. Afiq stands in front of his mansion that was very like palace. He wore a luxurious suit that looked completely made out of snake skin, his shoes reflected the sun. Several gold rings on his fingers and the most expensive Rolex watch on his wrist.

"Oh yes of course, now let's get down to the real reason why I'm here." Chuan Juntasa says. "Oh! Yes yes, of course! Come in come in, I have complimentary cigars, wine, anything you'd like." Afiq says as he turns and walks everyone through the entrance of his house. The walls of gold, a double chandelier handing from the high ceiling.

Afiq leads the way to his office, so that he can discuss the strange activity that occurred late last night. Two men follow Chuan into the office as the rest wait either outside the office or outside the house. "We had been trying to contact you all morning, it seems that your lines are down." He explains to Chuan.

Chuan then nods, trying to register all the events that have happened so far. "I really don't understand, they worked perfect last night." His eyebrows knit as he explains to Afiq. "I don't understand either, it happened right after we contacted you I believe." Afiq explains, making Chaun's brain click.

"It seems to me that we're dealing with professionals, they obviously don't want us to find her. Nor follow the messy tracks they're leaving behind.", "How do you know it's a professional? What if it's just the girl on her own?" Chuan shakes his head, "I know it's a professional, after we raided her house, a man in Black took her." Afiq's face then drops, like he just saw a ghost.

"What?" Chuan asks quickly. "I don't fucken believe it." Afiq says. "What!? What!? Tell me!" Chuan has become very impatient, much like a child. "The Boogeyman took her." Afiq says, making Chuan laugh. Afiq's faces stays neutral, showing Chuan Juntasa that he isn't playing any jokes. But the Thailand Mafia leader doesn't seem to take it very seriously without an explanation of who this silly named man is.

"You really want me to believe that a fictional character took the bitch I'm trying to kill? What kind of myths are running in your head? He's just some amateur that took her and hasn't given her back. It's nothing serious I assure you, he didn't seem so professional. He didn't even attempt to kill me or any of my men." Chuan, still laughing at the name that Afiq had said.

"He's not fictional, he's fucking real." Afiq says sternly, causing Chuan's smile to go away. "Oh yeah? Tell me about him, I'd like to know who I'll be killing along with the little bitch." Chuan says sitting back in the chair, staring at Afiq. "You don't mean that." The man almost looks terrified. "Of course I'm serious, what's so scary about some kid wearing a black suit?" Chuan twists a silver ring on his finger, clearly uninterested with the topic.

"I can't believe you're actually saying all these things, you're clearly the only Mafia leader that doesn't know about the Boogeyman." Chuan just waits for Afiq to explain who this mysterious man is. "He's killed more than 60 Mafia leaders, and the heirs all know about the Boogeyman. And strangely enough, any girls that are daughters of low life fathers that the Mafia leaders want, would be taken.", "So what? He takes them and does what to them?" Chuan asks, now curious.

"That's the thing, nobody fucken knows. Those girls disappear." Chuan then starts to think about the possibility that they may never find Lalisa. "No, that's impossible. He's an actual human.. right? He's not some type of fucken mutant." Afiq then chuckles, "So you actually have an interest in this man now? Only because he has the girl.", "Obviously, I know my men saw him. He was fast, I don't think anyone saw his face though." Chuan becomes discouraged.

"No, you better hope no one saw his face." Afiq starts quickly. "Why the hell not?" Afiq hesitates for a few seconds before answering. "If you see his face, you die." Chuan raises an eyebrow. "I'm done with this fictional shit.", "He also has a person who helps him when fighting, but no one has a name for him. But you better be scared of him too." Afiq explains.

"So obviously this Boogeyman can't do shit himself, he needs a little nameless sidekick?" Chuan teases. "He took the girl on his own, didn't he?" Afiq spits at Chuan, who becomes very confused as to why any Mafia leader would defend a man who kills other Mafia leaders. Chuan is already fed up with the talk of the fictional man, he doesn't see the point in crapping his pants over some kid.

"Tell me where the boat is headed so I can get there and find her.", "She can be headed anywhere.", "Give me the coordinates so I can find her." Chuan says firmly. A touchscreen slowly raises up onto his desk as they continue the conversation about the mysterious man that took Lalisa.

"Chuan, I'll give you the coordinates.. but after I do, I can't keep in touch with you after the girl is caught." Chuan's eyebrows then knit. "What? Then what was all the gifts and shit for them?!" Chuan asks, becoming very impatient. "Take then back." This response from Afiq surprises him. "But you said you'd help me." Afiq then works up a stutter, "Y-Yeah.. B-But that was before I knew w-who you were up against."

A laugh then fills the very quiet office room. "Seriously? Over some guy.", "You really don't understand! I don't want to die Chuan! Get that through your thick skull!! I'm not going to lose everything I worked for! I refuse to get myself killed over another mans job!" Silence again. Chuan snickers, "I see, shows how much you really care about our connections." Afiq let's out a breath.

"All I'm saying is, I don't want to get involved if he's the one that has the girl.", "So it's as simple as you're scared." Chuan teases. "You should be too." It was like the air in the office went cold, a chill ran up Chuan Juntasa's spine. But he refused to show any sort of emotion towards this new situation that he's now encountered on the search to kill Lalisa. And on top of that, a situation that he'd face on his own.

Chuan ignores Afiq and leans forward, "Where was the boat detected?" He asks, trying to change the subject for the hundredth time. "Here." Afiq says as he turns a screen on his desk so Chuan can see. His eyes calculating the obvious, "Japan." Chuan says, gaining no response from anyone. He finally faces the very quiet Malaysian Mafia leader. "Afiq, was it only one boat?" He asks. "I have no idea, that's now up to you." He tells Chuan in a bitter tone.

"Seriously? You're not going to help me at all because of some Boogeyman character that all the Mafia leaders made up? This is the next level of bull shit, I don't believe a single word you've spoken of him.", "Don't say that." Afiq's body then begins to twitch. "Why the hell not? I can say what ever the fuck I want." Chuan says. The man then starts to mumble. "What?" Mumbling becomes whispering.

"Afiq! Snap out of it!" Chuan exclaims, becoming a bit disturbed by the way Afiq has been reacting to the mention of a man in a black suit. He then starts to mumble more and it seems like he's singing a song?? "What!? Speak up!" Chuan stands up. "Hush, hush, hush, here comes the Boogeyman." Afiq says out loud, making Chuan stare at him in horror.

He begins to wonder if he should believe it all, if any other Mafia leader would react the same. Why was he the only one who didn't know about this character that is obviously make-believe?

"Something is terribly wrong with you." Chuan says as he stumbles towards the exit of the office. "Don't let him come too close to you, he'll catch you if he can." Is the last thing Chuan hears Afiq sing before he exits the house and gets into his car. Both men that were with him during the whole thing were a bit shaken up.

Chuan turns to them, "You don't think that it was real, do you? You're not that idiotic, there's no such thing as some stupid guy that makes all the Mafia leaders scared. Mafia leaders don't get scared for shit, we're all as tuff as rocks. Don't believe Afiq, he's gone mad because he's getting old." It's dead silent in the car. There's definitely nothing that Chuan can tell the two men that will smoothen out their bumpy thoughts of dying.

And even if he could muster up some pathetic lie, he wouldn't believe his own words. "What are you waiting for!? We're going to the airport, let's go! We're wasting precious time!" and for the first time since he's had the plan to kill Lalisa, he's concerned. Has he met his match and maker? When he sees that man, will he know it's him? Will there be more like the Boogeyman? Should he really be scared of something he hasn't physically seen?

And even if he were to believe the myths that Afiq spoke, it wouldn't change the whole plan. Kill Lalisa, rule Thailand. Something so simple had become something so difficult in the matter of minutes that Chuan Juntasa was in that office. In the matter of seconds when he mentioned a man in a black suit. Even if Chuan Juntasa tried his best not to be completely disturbed and a tad bit worried about the mysterious man, there's definitely one question that he wouldn't be able to get out of his head.

Who the fuck is the Boogeyman?

**
• Back at Head Quarters •
- Location -
+ Seoul; 2:50 pm

"I need lines closed in Thailand, keep them closed. I don't want him to get into any sort of touch with the Japanese leader, then we're fucked." Sehun orders, "Yes, boss." Employees answer back to Sehun. "Sir, the Bae Joohyun case in Daegu is complete." Another employee announces. "Thank you, add that to the complete cases file. Grant any wishes that she'd like, I'm sure she'd want to move to another part of Korea. Assist her." He smiles to himself as everything seems to be going as planned, everything about the WPP program is great.

Helping young girls and women stay out of harm from Mafia leaders that want to kill and rape their own people. Thousands of male workers who will stop at nothing to keep everyone safe. "Send Namjoon a message saying that there needs to be a a meeting with the rest of the group immediately. We are getting a flight checked so that they can come here as soon as possible. No delays, we can't send the private Jet, it's too risky. They'll have to get an early flight here." Sehun says.

"Yes, sir." Arrangements are then made in the matter of seconds. "Sir, the only flights available are for tomorrow." Sehun curses under this breath. "Call Namjoon immediately." A large glass touchscreen raises in front of Sehun. "Sehun." Namjoon answers. "Namjoon, we got you the earliest flight for tomorrow to come to Seoul. Unfortunately, there are no flights available for today.", "Okay, we'll be ready to go." Namjoon answers.

"Please have a meeting with everyone, discuss a plan B. I know that you're smart enough, don't stay in the same hotel. That's too risky, head to another hotel closer to the airport. Quicker access for the plane arrangements." Sehun explains. "Yes sir, would gun range time be acceptable? Mikaela needs some sort of practice."

"Yes, all of you. Go to our abandoned gun range to practice and then head to the new hotel." Sehun instantly says. "Yes, Sehun.", "Alright, be safe.", "Always am." Namjoon responds before the call is ended. Sehun stares through the glass before it lowers out of sight and he turns on the balls of his feet to face the workers behind computers.

"Why are the planes booked today? What the hell is going on?" Sehun asks. "Everyone is going out of town on vacation Sir, seems like this time of the year is when everyone wants to be out." Sehun let's out a breath. "Out of all times of the year, it's exactly this time that everyone wants to have a vacation. Fuck." Sehun curses. Everyone then stops on their computer to look at him for instruction.

It then crosses his mind, "Chuan Juntasa was in Malaysia hours ago." He taps his chin. "Fuck, we should have blocked the services at the airport." Sehun cracks his knuckle, "We're slipping." He whispers to himself as he fidgets a bit. "Find our where that bastard is at, he better not be-", "Sir, you won't like the sound of this." And it's the words that Sehun was hoping he wouldn't have to hear.

"He just landed in Japan."

**
Namjoon's POV

Gummy and I leave our room spotless and soon Jackson, CL, BamBam and Lalisa are in our room for a well needed meeting that Sehun insisted that we have. "In a couple minutes we'll be leaving to the abandon gun range and practice on your shooting." I look at Lalisa, she just stares at me. "Then we are going to a hotel that is closer to the airport and head to Seoul, and finally meet up with Sehun." I explain to them.

"Mikaela and I need some.. mmm.. Female essentials." CL tells me, I scrunch my nose. "Can it wait until after the gun range?" I ask. CL And Lalisa look at each other, they look a bit worried and I become suspicious. I then look at BamBam, and he tries his best not to flinch when I walk up to him. "What did you do?" I ask as I grit my teeth, he just swallows hard and says nothing.

I then look at Lalisa and I let out a breath. I know they did something last night, I smell something burning between them. Obviously I know what they did, I have ears like a owl. I hear everything, and if they thought being 'quiet' would work. They're wrong. I then look straight at BamBam again, he doesn't look at me. "And to think you were a good asset to the company." I shake me head.

He continues to stare forward, and I see his jaw tighten. "Such a disappointment." I whisper. "And to think..." I stop myself and laugh, "Never mind, you don't deserve an explanation for something you already know I'm going to say.", "I know Namjoon." He finally answers me. "It was my fault!" Lalisa yells. I shoot her a glare, "Stay the fuck out of this, you're the cause of his punishment." I growl.

"Please, don't!" She cries, she's about to lunge towards me but CL runs over and holds her back. I look back at Gummy and she hands me the punish stick. It's simply a rod wrapped in leather, now she understands that rules are rules. I really don't want to pick a fight with her again. I look at BamBam again as I have the rod in my hand. "Over the bed, son." I tell him.

He walks over to the bed and sets his hands on the mattress. I look at Lalisa, "This." show her the rod. "Is what happens when you break the rules." She begins to cry, which I think is such an exaggeration. He's only getting hit once, it's not like it's a hundred times. I step back and raise my hand, looking down at BamBams back. I let my hand fly down with all the force that I can, a loud whip sound fills the room.

I see his hands grip the sheets, but he doesn't move. I pull him up and he stands at attention, "I only do this for your own good." I tell him. "I'm sorry Namjoon." He responds. I'm then pushes to the side with barely any force. "You're a monster." She says through stupid sobs. I turn to her and she pushes my chest several times without even moving me. How could she move me? She's a twig.

"He wouldn't have been punished if you would have kept your crumby little hands to yourself. You said it was your fault anyways." Her eyebrows knit, "Then punish me too." She demands. I laugh in her face, "I don't take orders from you." I'm about to step away from her when her hand flies up and I catch her wrist. I raise an eyebrow and stare at her, "You raise a hand on me again, you won't have one after I'm done." I spit at her.

She yanks her hand away from me and I clinch my jaw before I hand the rod back to Gummy. I look at CL and she's already at attention, "You can get your essentials when we arrive at the second hotel." I tell her. Her jaw clinches, "Yes Namjoon." I raise an eyebrow and look at Jackson. "Everyone got fucken laid last night, huh?" I laugh and push Lalisa out of my face as I walk over to Gummy.

"Go get your shit, we're leaving." I order. "Yes Namjoon." Then everyone leaves the room. I look at Gummy, "What have I told you?" I ask her. She looks up at me, I can already expect what she's going to say. "I should have known you were right." She tells me. "It's okay, baby. We learn from our mistakes." I tell her. She stares at my face for a long time, and I stare at hers.

"We should call the escort car." I tell her, she just nods. I grab her face and connect our lips, she kisses me back. I slowly disconnect our lips and I press my forehead against hers. "All this will be over soon, and you'll be mine forever." I tell her. She smiles and I feel her eyes look at me, so I open my eyes. "We'll be the badass couple of the company." She whispers to me. I lift her up and hook my arms under her butt.

"Of course we will." I smile. She hold my face and kisses my lips again. There's a knock at the door and I set her down, "Come in." Everyone then steps back into the room. "I contacted the escort car." Jackson tells me. "Thanks." I nod at him. My phone rings and it's as if all our hearts stopped at the same time. I dig into my pocket and grab my phone, not letting it ring again as I answer it.

"Sehun." I answer, everyone stares at me. "Namjoon, we have a slight problem." I hear his voice. I know everyone can hear him talking because of how quiet the room is. "Problem?" I still question. "Yes, leave the hotel immediately and report to the gun range." I can already guess why there's such a rush to get to the gun range. I'm sure everyone can guess.

"Chuan Juntasa is in Japan." He says. I clinch my jaw and nod to everyone as a sign to begin to leave the room and head to the escort car that I know is waiting outside for us. "We're leaving right now." I say as I grab my bag and Gummy follows me out of the room. "Stay low.", "Always." He hangs up the call. Jackson and CL go first, BamBam and Lalisa take the next elevator ride down.

Gummy and I take the stairs. "What if-", "Don't even ask Gummy, nothing is going to happen. I promise you." I tell her before we enter the lobby. The old man stares at me from a far, I walk up to him and hand him the keys. He slightly nods at me and I nod back. Gummy and I exit the hotel and walk down a block, before we enter the escort car. Then we're off to the gun range.

I look around the car and Jackson nods at me, I nod back.

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