"!" you shrieked, punching the wall beside you. Your colleague jumped back.

"KIBUM!" you whipped around and glared at him. "YOU BLEW IT!!" you hissed.

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT HE WOKE UP!!" he snapped.

"WELL IT'S GONNA YOUR FAULT WHEN THE BOSS LOCKS US UP AT GUNPOINT!" you threatened, stepping towards him. He rolled his eyes.

"Do you really wanna wake up the whole neighborhood?!" he stated calmly. "Why don't we just head back. We have about three more targets in the next seven hours." you crossed your arms and pulled a crumpled up paper out of your pocket. You looked at the list of names and groaned.

"Well how the hell are we supposed to do this in seven hours?! There as far away from each other as possible!" Kibum grabbed the paper from you and scanned it.

"Well..." he began. "Look. This one's a druggie. He probably isn't even home, and I doubt that he keeps all of it with him. But, if he is home, we're screwed. Or at least you are. He'd beat the outta you." He handed the paper back to you, smirking.

"What?! Uhm, let's stick to the idea that he's not home!! At least this one's nearby... the street looks pretty empty so it's probably safe..." you mumbled as you walked down the street. "Kibum, cmon!! hurry up!!" you turned around. He was standing not too far behind you, glaring at his phone.

"~~~~~... a message from the boss..." your eyes widened. a message from the boss?! he doesn't contact us... what happened... you rushed over.

"What does it say?! read it." you snapped. Kibum sighed and started to read it.

"Kwon ~~~~~ and Kim Kibum:

I have a new target for you. That rich neighborhood just outside of the city, I just found a file on the Kim residence. He owes me 15,847,560,000 [$12,000,000 USC]. As far as I know, the house is currently vacant. The address is attached below, I'm counting on you."

You both gaped at what you had just heard.

"Well, cmon, now we have this on top of everything else, and no time to waste." Kibum nodded, and you both ran down the street and eventually reached the address. you stopped.

*This house... it's familiar... Kim residence? The bus stopped here once... oh. my. god. The most popular kid in school owes the boss?! Well, his parents... but still... holy .* was all you could think as you stepped around the front yard. You could hear Kibum breathing heavily.

"This should be easy." he whispered. "Boss was right. There's nobody home." You both smirked. You stepped onto the back porch and picked the lock. You motioned to Kibum that the door was open, and you both stepped in. You were looking around, when Kibum gasped.

"~~~~~-ah!! cmon we need to get out NOW." he hissed, grabbing your arm.

"Wait, what?! why?!" you asked, loudly. Kibum slapped his hand over your mouth and pointed as he dragged you out the door. Then you saw it. There, standing in the living room, was Kim Jaejoong. and he was looking right at you.