Rooftop Reunions
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Kyung put both hands on his face, released a shuddering breath. His plan had been so good. He would get the portrait and avoid his assassin. But no. Of course one of the watchmen had to trip, twist his ankle and mess up Kyung‘s carefully arranged time schedule. He could have still have made it out with the portrait, unarrested (they still hadn‘t noticed its abscence) and alive. No doubt, whoever his assassin was or who hired them was powerful. Scratch that, Kyung was 99% that he knew exactly who his silent companion for these last weeks had been. Zico, biggest thief in town himself.
Foreword
Hey yeah still me being a mediocre writer with unoriginal ideas :D
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