chapter 17

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Third person's pov.

Silence.

Everyone in the room was silent not knowing what to speak.

What could they speak?

The golden haired man have been observing the photos while the other three present there was awfully silent.

"Was it phantoms?" He asked in low voice observing the other three Present there.

"I don't think so" Taehyung muttered deep in his own thoughts. The image of dead haven't left his mind yet.

"Why?"

"Namjoon you know phantoms. If it were them it wouldn't be like THIS" Hoseok reasoned while Namjoon run his hand through his golden locks.

It's been some time since all the mains of Xenons been in one of their Ware house and going through the unexpected thing that happened.

"He fucked with a lot and one of them fucked him. Real good I must say and that's it" Hoseok said as he observed the mint Haired man who was going through his laptop since they arrived.

The death of Jay was giving everyone an headache. It wasn't out in public. Not yet at least. The investigators had no clue and had some suspects which isn't the case. The hotel managements has bribed everyone to not disclose the murder that happened in their hotel since it's gonna be an serious issue for their good image.

Like it's one of the biggest and expensive hotel known for their classic business and security. So they did their cover ups.

"But that doesn't explains THIS shit" Namjoon muttered taking one of photo from the scene which they got. There were like 26 stab wounds found in his body and that bloody deep carvings was just something else.

"Right. If it was just about him messing, It won't be like THIS" Taehyung said he looked at the picture on Namjoon's hand. "Oh come on. Even we were planning on something but not to this extent."

"He's right you know" suga said as he looked at others, away from his laptop. "It's something more than that"

"It wasn't phantoms or any other local gang. Tsk, like come on. TORTURING someone on neutral ground that too were they had high security? In a place that may get too much fucking attention? They could have just end it with a fucking bullet" Suga continued.

"Exactly" Taehyung agreed.

"So you are telling me an sick serial killer was assigned to kill that rat?" Namjoon sat on the chair still holding one of the picture.

They were sitting on chairs facing eachother infront of the wooden table in room.

"Maybe" Taehyung mumbled as his mind went into places.

But, An deadly assassin ......... that too for someone like Jay? Seriously? Whoever behind it couldn't handle it their own? Seriously?

"Did you checked the camera?" Hoseok asked suga.

"Yup and it was all clean. No dirty sneaky things, just usual silent hallways" suga locked his cat like eyes on Taehyung "until we arrived" he said in lowly but everyone heard it.

Taehyung snapped his eyes at the mint haired man.

"It was all quiet until WE stepped there"

"No fucking way" Hoseok said disbelief as he got on to what other was implying.

"Your wife were there on floor" suga nodded at Taehyung who was now frowning.

"And what about it?"

"She wasn't there on camera when I checked." Suga shrugged. "Didn't see how she got into that fucking floor"

"I don't think-"

"So you are telling me that his fucking wife was there? The fuck was she doing there" Namjoon raised his eyebrows.

"Probably stabbing the rat" suga muttered.

"Maybe she was erased f-"

"Taehyung." Namjoon cut him off sternly.

"You said it wasn't dried blood on bed and that means the kill was made a bit before your arrival. According to the investigations it's true." He continued and Taehyung gulped at his bosses deep voice "you fucking sure none was there?"

"Aha" suga muttered a bit lost in his laptop.

"There, she is a fucking Yoon, right?"

Taehyung gritted his teeth not meeting his bosses eyes.

Namjoon was right and he was stating the facts. Taehyung knew that.

But ......

He couldn't just digest it.

Storm and a killer?

She killed Jay?

That too in .........

No. How the fuck is that possible. She is'nt involved with Yoon's dirty business as far as he knew.

"But she isn't dealing with Yoon's shit and ..... maybe it was just erased and-"

"Fucking use your brain Taehyung" Namjoon said irritated as he observed Taehyung.

He knew Taehyung was having a quiet difficult time accepting it. A Yoon his wife is and Namjoon have been wanted to meet this women. He would surely love to meet now.

"Blood Street"

Suga muttered snapping everyone out of their day dream.

Everything went silent once again.

Taehyung can feel the sweat on his hair.

"Just spit the shit out" Namjoon snapped at suga as it was getting him frustrated.

Taking an long breath "I think it's Blood street's job"

Taehyung gulped "And why the fuck you think that?"

Suga shrugged "That's the only explanation. Maybe the rat fucked with them too"

"Wait ....... Why the fuck would they? If it were them, I don't think we would see what we did today .......... Also they fucking exist? I thought that shit was down" Hoseok asked confused.

"They exist Hoseok" Namjoon implied the word and that caused Hoseok to bite his lip on nervousness.

Blood street? They still exist?

"If it was about killing they could have done it with a fucking sniper. They tortured the rat brutally and left the fucking body there. Just like that" Namjoon continued observing his each main members "It's simple they WANT others to fucking know"

"So it's a warning to not fuck with them" Taehyung raised one of his eyebrows at his boss.

"Exactly" Suga snapped taking all of their attention.

"Fucking look" he turned his laptop towards them.

Taehyung could feel the hair on his neck standing up. He bited his lower  Lip as he saw it. Goosebumps.

I messed with the wrong people :)

That was carved on the bodies back. Some letters were shaky indicating the man indeed struggled for his life.

Below that, there was an half moon Carved and just beside it, There was an initial S.

Getting up suga took one of the picture where it was man's finger tips bieng digged by screws.

"You see this?" He walked to laptop and showed another multiple pictures of bloody hands in same way but multiple persons Rotten corps.

"It's fucking blood street"

"But I thought-" hoseok mumbled to himself, still a bit confused.

"Blood street gang didn't go down. They are still here and fucking ruling over others" Namjoon tsked "I thought you were a smart bitch"

"But didn't few years back some shit went down and just-"

"Aha. The shit went down because their fucking boss got shot to death" Suga mused as his eyes gleaming with excitement as he was talking about the said gang "atleast that's the shit that they say"

"You all know few years back how Black Moon went down and how the fuckers took over it to revenge their boss"

"After that, The members have spread across the whole world wide mostly in korea, not staying in just one place as a group and that's why they say, They. Are. Everywhere." Sliding back on chair suga again gave his attention to the laptop.

"They are probably like everywhere spread out doing their job while fucking watching" Taehyung mutterd biting his lips as he remembered how he met with one of this blood street member in a club.

"Look" suga again flashed his favourite laptop at them.

"Fuck" hoseok muttered.

It was an mass kill spree.

Dead bodies everywhere.

An blood bath for sure that happened.

"That shit happened with black moon since they fucked with blood street."

"And you know what's worse" suga mused excitedly bouncing his legs from where he sat and leaned to table showing the gummy smile.

"It's Silver"

Taehyung raised an eyebrow as he can feel an head ache coming from the pit of his skull.

The fuck who?

"The one who dealt with Jay is silver"

Namjoon sighed. "We should have get that fucker earlier and-" he was cut off by suga laugh.

"Sorry boss. But I don't think you could have get him. You know what I'm talking about" he smirked.

Namjoon balled his fist. Fucking bitch. He wanted Jay to himself. He wanted Jay to pay for the shit he did. He was an drug lord running an massive drug cartel with his mains for gods sake and-

"Who the fuck is silver?" Taehyung voiced his thought out.

"Ooooo. Bitch you're missing out. The bitch is an deadly fucking assassin" suga again typed on his laptop "An well known member of blood street gang. They goes by the name silver on street. Identity is unknown since they never shows their fucking face." He showed some of the rotten abandoned dead bodies of people. Once again. Too brutal if you ask.

Fuck.

"You see. The way the rat was tortured, The finger tips shows that it's an blood street member. That's how they do it."

True fact. All those dead bodies had one thing in common which is fucking screws on one of their fucking hand.

"And you know what? By the pattern of the way he was bieng tortured, it's fucking obvious that it's silver."

"What pattern?" Hoseok asked as he took the laptop in his hand observed it. "Wait ...... the half moon" he mutterd.

"Exactly that's the biggest call that it was silver's Job. It's their sign they leave behind. Also one hand and one leg was broken. They literally gone all fucking artist on his upper body. That's one of the pattern of their kill." Taking a bottle of water he took a sip.

"An literal psychopath if you ask me" suga shrugged and observed hoseok intently "Giving a slow painful death in a pool of their own blood."

Hoseok narrowed his eyes at suga as he continued "They plays with their victims. An bloody fucking artist that's what they call her"

"Wait. That means Taehyung's wife is ..... "

Once again everything went silent.

"I don't think so" Taehyung gritted out.

What? That's the truth. He couldn't just quite believe it. They don't have the solid evidence to anything about who could be who.

As much as he heard and after seeing the pictures of other victims, this so called 'silver' was more of an serial killer vibe. Coming to Storm, If she was this said Silver, he doesn't see a  reason for someone like 'silver' to get into an arranged marriage. Like seriously?

Suga snorted "The fuck hoseok. If it was silver I think he would be a dead meat by now"

That was true.

He patted his chest where his heart is. Where his wife tatted her name on his heart.

She was sure a mystery.

An mystery Taehyung couldn't quite understand to solve. He didn't knew where to begin with.

God damn. It was so embarrassing. He begged a girl. He begged his wife. He got fucked by a simple girl just like that. Fucked good though. It took everything in him to say please.

When he woke up alone with a bit of muscle pain and saw all those ugly fucking hickeys, shit, did he lost it when he saw how she claimed him?

Man he wanted burn the whole ass house down and throw her in it. The things he broke in his room was nothing.

He didn't knew he was into getting choked apart from choking someone else. Literally. Didn't knew someone like him would enjoy it.

Remembering how she was enjoying it and so into it, He wanted have his way with her now, Want to make her submit to him but-

Wait. Why so silent?

Oh shit.

Snapping his gaze to his boss he saw Namjoon was deep in thought. He wouldn't. Would he?

"I will handle it" Namjoon smirked hearing that.

"And what makes you think that YOU are the one who's gonna fucking handle it"

Taehyung sighed "look I know you have your suspicions but I have people watching her"

Namjoon scoffed and leaned back while showing his sharp jawline.

"Try me"

"Look I know anything can happen but I have people watching over her and on top of all if it's anything serious I will deal with her on my own."

Namjoon still looked at him blankly and fuck Taehyung didn't knew how he's gonna convince his boss.

"If I can't, Then I'll let you handle it in your way"

"Tell me something. The fuck you defending her?" Namjoon asked leaning to table now "I was gonna fucking blow you out when I heard that you were getting married"

Chuckling to himself he continued "Marriage? seriously? I thought you were smarter than that"

"That too a fucking yoon. You know we don't go well with those fuckers"

Taehyung balled his fist as he looked at namjoon calmly " I have my reasons and I'm pretty sure you are aware of it"

Namjoon laughed "I'm really questioning my fucking choice on you" with that he throwed a pocket knife at Taehyung's face which he skillfully dodged because of his reflex.

Both men was staring at each other, daring each other when an sudden groan interrupted them.

"Aaaahhh fucking hell. This bitch. Fucking yoongi" groaning with a finger massaging his forehead Suga walked out.

But neither both men backed out of their snarling glares or paid attention to their surroundings.

"You know where my loyalty lays" Taehyung said in his deep voice staring into his boss's eyes.

"One wrong move from your fucking wife and I'm gonna decorate my office with her fucking head" namjoon snarled.

It was true. Namjoon voice was promising and Taehyung knew that. He would do that for sure.

"I'll do it for you" Taehyung smirked.

Yes. He would do it.

He would for sure. With that he walked out.

The moment he stepped out of the room his smirk dropped instantly.

Yoon and xenon wasn't exactly in a good relation. More like his boss and Yoon. Personal grudges perhaps. He doesn't know and he didn't wanted to know.

One thing is sure.

Namjoon was gonna have his way in this and Taehyung don't blame him.

Storm was an potential thread for their empire and it is one of his job to deal with fuckers like that. But as much he knows, he was sure that Storm was unaware of the real him and he preferred it in that way. For now.

His boss was sure gonna send some men behind her although he himself already did, and he will be waiting for a reason. A little one just so he can strike and make it even with yoon.

But Taehyung wasn't gonna let it happen cause as he said, he is the one whose gonna deal with her if she turned out to be some sly fucking rat and you better believe Taehyung wouldn't give any mercy.

His loyalty always lays on Namjoon and xenon. That's it and that would never change.

He wouldn't alow a bratty college girl to fuck with them just like that. She better keep her annoying ass away from his business stuff cause things surely won't be fucking pretty for her if she did.

We don't want to send a sliced out head gifted to a family in a pink polka dotted box with a pretty ribbon warped, now do we.

Taehyung was sure that yoon wouldn't be happy with that.

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It feels forever. I'm sorry I didn't update earlier.

There's a lot of things explained here. Hmm.
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