"What do you mean she's on vacation?!" I shout at the clerk from Haneul's job. She looks around nervously. "Well she said not to tell you but you're seriously scaring me right now." she whispers. I close my eyes and take a dep breath. "I'm sorry. When did she leave?" I ask calmly. The clerk thinks for a moment. "Maybe...two weeks?" she says, not really sure. I nod. "Thanks." I conlude before walking away. I was going to kill her. How could she go on vacation without telling me? I was seriously pissed. I take out my phone and dial her number but the first call doesn't go through. I try again and some guy with a husky voice answers. "Who are you?" I ask. The guy chuckles. "You finally called! I was beginning to think you didn't really care about your friend at all." he  laughs. My heart stops. It couldn't be..."Chief?" I ask. Wh ydid he have Haneul's phone? Just then I hear her shouting in the background. "Don't come Rache! It's a trap! He's using you to get to--" Then I hear a loud SLAP. Now I'm seriously pissed. "Dude are you crazy? Don't hurt her!! If you so much as touch a hair on her head I will hurt you!" I snap. Chief laughs. "Fiesty." he says. "But I think I already have." I grit my teeth. "I'm actually, running my fingers through her hair...right...now." he says. "Alright smart . I'm coming right now." I conclude. Even though I couldn't see him I just knew he was smiling that stupid, ugly, little smile I despised. "I thought you'd say that." he says before hanging up. I rush to my apartment to pick up a few things and shove them into a duffle bag. I knew that if I went I wouldn't be coming back, but I wasn't leaving my best friend with that man. Not at all.

{Minji's P.O.V}

I pace back and forth in front of the terrified girl seated in a chair before me. She was afraid of me. Flattering. "Your friend fell for it." I begin, earning no response from her. I smile, playing with her hair. "You're not exactly pretty...but, we can fix that." I ay. Still no response. I sit on the edge of her chair. "Soon you'll be working here. I'll be your boss. Shouldn't you show some respect?" I ask her. At first there is still no response. She looks straight ahead, not acknowledging me in any way. "Don't you dare mess with her." she says. "Who your 'bestfriend'? Oh it's way too late for that. If you'd never gotten yourelf caught we wouldn't have any way to get her here." I say. No response. "Don't worry. You guys'll be here together. It'll take everything in my power not to kill her but...I'll make an effort." I sigh. No response. Okay, now I was seriously getting pissed off. "Ya! Why aren't you responding? Are you that much of a punk?!" I snap, now yanking her hair back. She says nothing. She just flails about helplessly. "Why is everyone so concerned about that girl?!" I continue. When I stop she glares at me through her crazed bangs. "I'm not afraid of you. I'm just waiting for you to destroy yourself. Violence won't solve anything." she says. I scoff, arms crossed. Who did this girl think she was? Mother Teresa? I shove her to the ground. "Whatever. We'll see how your mind changes when your friend gets here. She'd better mind too or Chief will have her head. I need her alive so I can make her suffer." I say before flipping my hair and leaving the girl tied up to her chair. I'll show her and her little foreign friend.