“I wonder how Sehun’s doing.”

“Siwon oppa managed to track down Jimin’s parents so he’ll be living with them… since his father got arrested in all.” Sooyoung grinned as she perched herself on the bar table in the Psychic Research and Investigation Center’s sitting room.

Heechul arched an eyebrow at that; the magazine in his hands landing on the coffee table with a soft thud. “Did they throw his in jail?”

“He will… once he gets out of the hospital anyway.”

“I love you, mom.”

“And I love you too, my baby.” As one last tear ran down her pale face, Kang Jim passed on.

Sehun stared brokenly at the now vacant space where his mother stood just a second ago, he abruptly turned around and ran into Sooyoung’s arms, openly sobbing for his mother. Sooyoung wrapped her arms around him tightly, whispering comforting words that only he was able to hear. Changmin and Kyuhyun let out twin sighs as everyone gathered around Sooyoung and Sehun. The case was closed and what a bittersweet ending it had been.

Ignored up until that point, Oh Youngho trembled in sheer anger and hatred for everyone who had destroyed his nearly perfect and carefully planned out life. Shaking as he gingerly got to his feet, he reached behind him and pulled out the gun that he had tucked at the back of his pants, aiming the firearm at the tall brunette his son was hugging. Sehun would never come back to him now. He lost his son and now, they were going to lose her.

An eye from an eye

Screams rang out as the sound of gunshot was heard.

Oh Youngho reeled back as his gun was suddenly shot out of his hand; Yunho smirking as he lowered his gun. Another shot rang out as Youngho suddenly groaned; a smirk of her own on Yoona’s face as she kept her firearm aimed at the fallen, wounded man. Blood oozed out of his leg as Mihyuk came to her senses; a gasp escaping her lips before she turned narrowed eyes at the gun-wielding brunette standing with Amber.

Before she could make any move to avenge her lover, a third shot echoed in their ears; the bullet leaving a gaping hole on the ledge a mere inch away from Mihyuk’s head. The former nurse gawked at the still smoking bullet embedded on the concrete; h