“YoungBae, you remember where in the hallway you hid your phone?” I speak.
“Ye...wae?” he looks up at me from where he sits.
“I think its about time we call our manager and see what’s being done.” I speak.
“And Jiyong and Seungri?” he asks, “they’re in a different room, who knows where.”
“We’ll find them but for now, go get your phone.”
He nods, walking to the door and pressing an ear against it to check for anyone on the other side before opening it, and slipping out.
I stand, walking to the door and looking both ways, and he returns quickly. We both shut the door.
“Here,” he hands the device over and I dial a number.
“Bae, keep lookout.”
He nods.
The phone picks up on the third ring.
“Yeobosayo?” Daesung answers.
“Aigo, Dae, give the manager the phone!” I hiss.
“Oh!” the line goes quiet and then the manager speaks, “Seunghyun?”
“Ye, manager-sshi, has any plan been made?”
“A meeting was held, and it just ended a few minutes ago. Police along with some security chiefs from here will assist in surrounding the building. I’ve left your phone outside the building in case YoungBae’s got taken up so we’d still have a reference to the exact location. I’m to go meet with the chief of police in ten minutes.”
“That’s good, when do you think we’ll be out?”
“I can only guess in about a day or so...if we’re lucky and things look good perhaps even tonight.”
“Another day...alright-“ Bae snaps his fingers, he’d been leaning against the do