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Jessi’s client had told her quite a lot about this elusive ‘Onew.’ He was apparently a member of Isanghan, which immediately made Jessi want to kill him. But he was hard to find, notoriously so. Jessi couldn’t necessarily say that she liked a challenge, but she liked the money. And she liked the thought of breaking into someone’s house. Or, apartment. She hadn’t ever done it before. It probably wasn’t the best idea to practice it on a job like this, but she wasn’t going to put much thought into it.
She approached the building with slight trepidation. There was literally no way into the man’s apartment aside from the front door. What the hell was such an infamous hitman doing, living in such a shitty apartment? It was irritating, to say the very least, that this was going to make her job this much more difficult. But she could do this. And she wasn’t going to let herself call Hyunsoo this time, even if she knew that he would probably have a better idea of how to do this than she did.
Jessi took in a deep breath. She’d picked a lock or two in her life. How hard could it be? And worst case scenario, she’d break down his door. That, she could do. She reached up to pluck a bobby pin from the bun she had her hair in, and crouched down in front of the door handle. She had to admit, it felt cool doing this - she felt like someone out of some James Bond movie. A grin spread across her lips at the thought, and she inserted the bobby pin into the lock.
But it wasn’t as straight forward as she’d thought it would be. “Motherfucker, piece of shit, fucking open,” she muttered, rattling the bobby pin around. Truthfully, she didn’t even really know how to unlock a door with a bobby pin. She didn’t think she’d actually have to think about it. She wanted to back out - but she couldn’t. She needed this money, and she’d break every single bobby pin that she had at the moment if she had to.
