I looked around the room which I had entered. As soon as I entered, I realised it wasn't the correct one since Mino wasn't inside. It dawned on me Baekhyun had messed up again and I cursed under my breath. I was almost out of the room when my eyes fell on a cardboard, a small packet hanging out of it.

Curiosity killed the cat. That is what my grandmother said. Let me put a twist to it. Curiosity killed Y/N. I should have just left that moment and none of what happened in my life would have ever happened. Except I decided to stay and see what it was.

I opened the cardboard and almost on cue the content spilled out. I picked it up. It was a ziplock filled with white powder.

Sugar. Not that sugar. Sugar. Yup, Cocaine.

I opened the bag as I dipped my pinky in and tasted the substance. My eyes widened. Indeed Cocaine.

I looked through other boxes and the other contents made me almost gasp. Guns, heroin, cocaine ( more of it), syringes, LSD and every drug under the sun stuffed inside. I quickly grabbed my camera as I clicked rapid pictures. This was gold. This was promotion.

Funny, I went looking for grass, ended up finding crystals.

"Y/N, Y/N get out of there right now", Baekhyun's panicked voice came through my in ears. "I was wrong, this is not the room"

"Baekhyun these guys aren't just pot dealers. I see all drugs and guns and explosives here. This is a full blown mafia. I am going to collect all evidence I can.."

"NOOOOO", he yelled. "JUST RUN, THERE ARE PEOPLE COMING THIS SIDE"

My eyes widened as I made way towards the door. The footsteps grew louder and I knew I was dead if I ran out. So I had the only option to hide inside. I quickly stuffed the ziplock back into the cardboard before hiding myself behind a couple of big boxes. My fingers fiddled with my in ears as I pinched it out of my ear and threw it across the room, behind some old furniture. If they found me, the last thing I wanted was to be caught with a government ear piece. That would mean immediate end.

The door opened and through the little crack I could see three or four men enter.

"He never mentioned anything about Whitey. He just said he needed Pot. Thank god I keep some here"

His footsteps approached us and there was a long silence as I heard the wood on the cardboard rustling. After a long pause, someone spoke.

"Grab that pack. It is the cheapest. Sell it for double the price"

With that the men receded out of the room. In a moment, the light went off and I looked through the crack. After 5 minutes when I felt things were back to normal, I stood up and walked out of my hiding.

I stopped as the light suddenly turned on. I knew it. I felt a presence behind me.

"Not the brightest star in the sky, are we?", a rasp voice spoke behind. Before I could see who it was, I was hit in the head and I fell to the ground, clutching my head as I felt a pair of arms hold me from hitting the ground.

Baekhyun paced around the room, sweating. Something felt gravely wrong. All of a sudden he was cut off. He looked through the cameras hoping to catch a glimpse of Y/N. He saw a couple of men come out of the room that Y/N went in.

3 went in. 2 came out.

Fuck.

Before he could do anything, one of them put on a mask and walked towards the camera as he pulled the wire out and on the other side Baek's monitors glitched. In a flash Baekhyun knew what had happened.

His trembling fingers clutched his phone as he called someone.

"Hello Jaebum, Y/N...."

---•••---

I grumbled in pain as I felt darkness all around me. I had a bag on me. I was kidnapped. I was sitting on a chair and my hands and legs were cuffed.

Just your usual cliche kidnapping.

I slid my body back into the chair to make myself more comfortable. One of the men must have realised as I was awake as he walked towards me before Yanking the bag off my head.

I adjusted myself to the orange light as I could vaguely figure seven figures sitting and standing in front of me.

My eyes opened and I took their faces in.

Oh my god.

Bangtan.

Everyone in the Bureau knew Bangtan all because of one man. Jackson Wang.

A special agent like us, he had been trying to catch hold of this Mafia group for the past 4 years. It was safe to say he was borderline obsessed with them. Sometimes it seemed like he was more of a crazy fan of the boys and not an officer because of how much information he knew about them. He only had one wish - to catch them before he retired.

Till date he had made 6 attempts to catch them and he failed 5 times. The sixth time he almost got one member but the group managed to sneak him right away from under his nose and Jackson was an ugly mess.

He would literally give up an arm to trade places with me right now.

The 7 pair of eyes stared at me before one with blonde hair walked towards me. Park Jimin. Yeah, I knew them by their faces since Jackson had all their life size posters hanging behind his desk which was right beside me. I always started my morning with a full view of them and I could probably paint their faces now with my eyes closed.

"Rise and Shine princess, wakey wakey"

I almost rolled my eyes at this lame attempt to sound dangerous. I had been held hostage exactly 12 times in my life and this was my 13th. I was a pro now and situations like these did not scare me.

"Now kitten, what is your name?"

"Yura"

"What do you think you were doing sneaking around in that room?"

"I got lost and wandered there"

"Babe, that is a very common and cliched answer. Give us something original"

"Fine. I was looking around"

Namjoon looked amused at this girl who sat there, replying so curtly to Jimin. She did not seem like she was scared on the contrary she was a little too relaxed for someone who just got kidnapped.

"More like the answer I needed. Now why were you looking around?"

"I was curious"

Jimin let out a dark chuckle. "And what were you exactly curious about?"

"Nothing, just wanted to know what was on the upper floor"

Jimin's eyes grew dark. This girl was getting on his nerves. He expected her to flinch or cry out and being caught but here she was, a little too comfortable for his liking, looking at him with almost a challenge.

"Are you trying to fool me?"

"How do you make a fool out of a fool?"

The entire room gasped collectively as those words left her mouth. Jungkook and Taehyung looked at each other, a grin on their face seeing Jimin out of words.

A smack. The sound of skin being slapped.

My head jerked to the side as he backhanded me. I felt my lip sting. Asshole made it bleed.

"I hate when people answer me back like this. Now Kim Yura, let us start again. I have patience as thin as hair and I will not hesitate to end your pretty life here if you test me. Now what is in this camera?"

He raised my bag and I saw that they had found everything out.

"Pictures"

Another smack. My head jerked again to the side as I felt metallic taste of my own blood inside my mouth. I accidentally bit on my inside and now I could feel the bitter taste fill my mouth.

"Why were you clicking pictures of the belongings in the room? The people downstairs, the club?"

"For a project"

Everyone looked at me thinking I was out of my mind. "I am criminal psychology student. I have a project which included studying behavior of criminal activities. My professor wanted us to take hypothetical situations or cases from the internet but I wanted to prove how much I am dedicated to my area of study. So I decided to pick the shadiest and the most notorious club in Seoul and use it as a base of my study. Hence the pictures"

Jimin looked at me like I was some rabied dog. "You want me to believe that?", he spoke slowly. His hand raised again and I waited for him to slap me once more before I heard a deep voice speak.

"Jimin, don't"

I looked up to see Yoongi, the leader as he spoke up. He stood up from his seat as he walked towards me. For the first time I actually felt a little intimidated as he made his way towards me. I prepared for the worst as he bent down and sat in front of me.

Jesus christ please save me.