I walked behind Jimin closely, just in case I needed to grab for him in a moment's notice, I still hadn't been able to control the rapid beating of my heart, or the nervous glances over my shoulder, even if Jimin was there to keep me safe, I still felt. Watched, but I couldn't tell from where or who.

Jimin twisted his body to look back at me, his blonde locks that was usually slicked back were hanging against his forehead and in his eyes. His hand reached out and wrapped around my forearm, pulling me to him. "That same out car has passed us twice since we left the car." Jimin whispered against my ear. "And it followed us from your office a few cars behind us. Stay close." He warned, his grip on me tightened.

He pushed open the glass door, ignoring the woman at the reception desk and headed straight for Taehyung's office. He must have been here so many times no one even tried to stop him. Without knocking Jimin opened Taehyung's dark oak door, securing it shut behind him and finally letting go of me, I rubbed the now sore spot.

Taehyung stared at us with wide, confused eyes, Daily in stood from his seat in front of Taehyung's desk, they must have been having a meeting or something. "Jimin, Nari, what's going on? Something wrong?" He asked, looking at Jimin's unusually shaken figure.

Jimin shook his head. Tossing the envelope from earlier onto his desk, landing almost perfectly in front of him. "What's this?" He asked, pushing open the small metal tabs and opened the envelope, looking inside before deciding to just dump it out onto his desk. 

"The hell?" Seokjin questioned, leaning forward to spread out the contents, flipping a couple over. "Nari. What is this?" He asked.

"Minhyun