Morden spins in his chair, smirking evilly. "Devdan, awesome work on the threat. I now have access to Jongho, Jinho and Seungkwan's whereabouts."

Haknyeon works desperately to get the tape off of his mouth. In the background, his muffled distress shows his helplessness.

Devdan grins, holding a burner cell in one hand. "Who's next? Hakkie-ya's precious groupmates or the dorky dumbfuck friend from Pentagon?"

"Shinwon. But not a threat. No, Jinho has texted him about that, I see. I can only guess that they'll figure out he's a target and will need some extra security now. It would be beneficial for us if we challenge, show dominance and stay ahead of them."

"So we should--what?"

Morden smirks at him. "Devdan, still have your leather gloves with you?"

"Kidnap Shinwon?"

"No! Attempt to. Rough him up a little bit, show and tell them that we're here and that we can still kidnap him if we want to. But don't; let him go."

Devdan slowly nods. "You got it! Then can I send a threatening message. A sweet thing to our dear Avalynn?"

Morden shrugs. "Whatever. Go for it."

Devdan turns to leave, pulling on his gloves and fixing his hood into place. He also has a skull mask like his friend, which he pulls up to conceal his facial features.

"Have fun!" Morden sneers. "I'm going to have my own fun." He smirks wickedly, staring at Haknyeon with beady dark eyes. "Let's play ball!"