Minho waited impatiently for the meeting to end. He didn't really get to know the content of the meeting.

His bad feeling had only intensified since he rejected Chans call. What if something bad had happened to Jisung?

Sometimes in such stressful times, especially before their comebacks, his fiancé forgot to take care of himself enough.

That's why he had even ended up in the hospital twice.

Normally, Minho then tried to make sure that Jisung ate enough, drank and got enough sleep.

But the last few weeks had also been exhausting for him. One case had chased the other and when they were at home at the same time, they mostly had fallen to bed completely exhausted.

Frowning, he hung on to his thoughts. Only when Jimin tapped him softly he realize that the meeting was over and they were pretty much the last to sit in the conference room.

"I have to talk on the phone for a moment," he murmured to the older one, left the conference room and ran to the elevator.

At his desk where everyone could listen, he could hardly talk about his fiancé.

He drove all the way to the top. On the roof at the helicopter landing sites, he knew a place that was not captured by the cameras.

He now went there and called Chan back.

"Minho, finally!"

Minho frowned. Chan sounded more angry than worried.

"What's up? Is everything okay with Jisung?"

He heard Chan gasp for air angrily.

"Well, I'm pretty sure that everything is okay with him. I mean, I can understand that he wants to spend the nights with you at home, but he could come back to work afterwards!"

Now Minho felt like he had to throw up.

"Jisung wasn't at home last night," he said tonelessly.

It roared inside Minho's ears and for a moment the world around him turned far too fast, but then he forced himself to concentrate.

"When was the last time you saw him Chan?" Minho still asked tonelessly, but now focused.

"He.... He wanted to go home last night... I... I just shouldn't have allowed him to go home..." Chan whispered with a choked voice and Minho could hear that he was about to burst into tears, which really rarely happened to Chan.

"WHEN CHRISTOPHER?!"

Chan swallowed to get rid of the lump in his throat, but his voice was more a croak when he could finally answer.

"At half past ten, he left the studio..."

12 hours... That meant Jisung had been disappeared for 12 hours and he hadn't noticed all the time.

"FUCK"

Minho took a deep breath. All sorts of scenarios shot through his head, which could have happened to Jisung.

"I'll call you right back," without waiting for an answer, he ended the phone call and ran to the elevator.

He stopped at the chief's office, knocked and then went in without waiting for an answer.

"Agent Lee?! What does that mean?"

Minho hesitated for a few seconds and thought about what to tell him.

Missing persons were usually only searched for after 24 hours and he had no evidence that something had really happened to Jisung.

"I need to be released for the next 7 days!"

The look of his superior pierced him and Minho became queasy. He was good at his job, but actually unable to make any demands.

But he had to find out where Jisung was and what had happened to him. He couldn't sit in the office for another 12 hours now and pretend that nothing had happened.

"Please, it's really urgent!"

"Four days. After that, I need you back here! Then some of the team will be abroad and I need every agent! You can leave now!"

Relieved, Minho exhaled and left the office.

He quickly went in search for Jimin to let him know what was going on. Or of what Minho believed was going on.

The older one was shocked by the news, but promised to support Minho as much as possible.

"Thank you Jimin!" he was hugged by the older one for a moment and then left the office.

As soon as he was sitting in the car, he called Chan.

"I'm on my way to you. Stay there and wait for me! Don't leave the building under no circumstances!"

He didn't expect an answer, but couldn't have gotten one either, because he heard both Chan and Changbin sobbing.

Actually, he drove way too fast, but he didn't really care. If necessary, he would be able to show his service card.

Finally, what felt like an eternity later, he arrived at the label's building. He parked in the next best parking lot and ran into the building.

He held his ID in front of the astonished receptionist and walked on to the elevator. From the corner of his eye, he still saw that she looked after him shocked, but he couldn't care less.

Arriving at Chan's studio, he opened the door without knocking at all. Chan and Changbin stared at him shocked, but relaxed a little again when they saw that Minho was standing in the door.

Both had red teary eyes and looked pretty broken. Chan approached him hesitantly and with suppressed sobbing. Changbin followed with a little distance.

For a moment, Minho was hugged by both and very quickly felt the tears gather in his eyes. He stepped back a little, took a deep breath and then looked at the two seriously.

"Sit down and tell me exactly what happened last night! And if anything has seemed strange to you lately."

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