I catch up to Jonghun, panting, and doubling over as I grip the back of his shirt to stop him from crossing the street.

“You lost them, Jjo-Jonghyun, you can’t go running around the city.”

He looks down the road as if watching someone walk away.

Minho comes up behind us,

“Please tell me you got the license plate...” he wipes sweat off his forehead.

He thinks a moment...

“Yeah, I did.”

“Great so report that to the police, and then they can track it down.” I speak.

“I know,” he speaks running a hand through his hair, “It’s getting late,” he looks up at the sky and my gaze follows.

Between the tall buildings you can make out the transition of the sky from light to dark. I realize now that b