“What do you think, Jae?”

He pursed his lips together; the two men currently inside his office. A sigh escaped his lips; his eyes never leaving the picture of Choi Sooyoung – of how she used to look like. “I don’t know what else to think about aside from wanting the police to kill that jackass.”

“You and me both, dude. You and me both.” Heechul sighed, sitting down one of the couches in front of Jaejoong’s table. “There’s no way in hell that we won’t operate her. We can do a lot of major repairs… but I don’t think she can look the same like she did before.”

“She can.”

His eyes went wide. “Are you crazy? You saw how much damage was done to her face. It’ll be a miracle to completely fix her up.”

“There is a way. You know that, hyung.” Jaejoong replied firmly. “I can make her look like the way she did back then… even better.”

“It’s too risky.” The older man protested. “What if we up somewhere along the way?”

“Then we make sure we don’t.”