We entered a very polished room filled with nothing but chairs and a wide table. This must be a meeting room or the conference hall? Maybe. There was a huge screen in front and I was stunned as how it lit up and showed a woman, neither my age nor age bracket, dressed in a white inner shirt and a white coat on. She’s obviously the boss…or whatever you call her.

Suho led me to sit on one of the chairs in front then he sat next to mine. I was focused on the person smiling.

“Welcome, Jessica,” she said in that familiar tone of speaking. Her smile never left her face. I just stared at her with that kind of look you give to someone that sounds a bit familiar. “I am Viola Jung. Did you sleep well?”

Oh, how I hate this kind of chitchat! “Just tell me where I could find my friends!”

My remarks erased the smile on her face…I don’t know but there was a kickin’ object in me urging me to feel guilty.

“Yeah, that’s right,” I heard her say. I focused on her again. “As what Suho told you, Im Yoona is a traitor. She’s the daughter, only daughter of Im Min Suk.”

“I don’t know him,” I coldly stated.

“Well you met him last night,” she started, obviously irritated.

I groaned and I saw annoyance. But who cares? I need to get my friends back. “They are in another State. Just after Yoona was released last night, she planned on taking your friends. They fought…we sent men to help, but Yoona is a great fighter trained by the same clan as you’re part of, she tok