` EMINENT

[ text → Luz ]: Say whatever you like. You probably enjoy it just as much.

[ text → Mahleeka ]: Sorry or whatever.

[ text → Nicole ]: Glad you came to your senses, but I'm not cleaning up your mess. Listen to me next time.

[ text → Luz ]: Quite, actually. Call me an asshole, a jerk or whatever, but I'm not a liar. But very much so, yes.

"If you're under the impression that your life and whether or not you're alive is really important to me, then I apologize for misleadin' you." He gave a half-hearted shrug and pulled the struggling girl alongside him. She was quick, he'd give her that much. She made off with a large sum of his money a long time ago, and he'd only just now managed to track her down. Unfortunately for her, Yongguk was ruthless if someone crossed him; he never forgives and he never forgets. "But just some advice: you're really gettin' on my nerves here, so settle down. You'll last longer that way -- unless you'd prefer me to just end everything now." He growled imperatively and gave her a harsh shove into the backseat of his car, slamming the car door shut behind her.

Scarred and calloused hands searched in vain for Yongguk's lighter. He checked the pockets of his jacket and of his jeans -- but found nothing. With a groan he pulled the cigarette from his lips and tucked it into his chest pocket, a scowl resting on his lips as he spoke in a flat tone, "Most likely, but what's it to me?" Whether he was caught by the police or not meant nothing to him. He had some wealthy business partners that would be lost without his expertise in the drug dealing industry. They needed him; they needed his supply. He was confident that even if he, by chance, was caught, that he'd soon after be bailed out. And with no real, concrete evidence against him, it wouldn't be especially difficult to be freed. "I can tell you're somewhat nervous, but be thankful you're stuck with me. I know these parts -- they don't. They're as blind as bats right now. I can betcha' they're probably just goin' in circles right now."

"Then I'll take you dead, I don't give a shit."  He shrugged and cocked back the hammer of the black handgun he held, holding it to the girl's temple while he forcefully grabbed her forearm to keep her from escaping. Their companies had been at odds for a long time; always threatening one another or stealing supply off each other -- even going as far as attacking, hurting, and occasionally killing off members from their respective groups. Yongguk was tired of it. He wanted it to end. Although killing off one of the leading members of the mafia was probably a bad way to go about it, Yongguk just didn't care at this point. "Can't say it was a pleasure knowin' you. Your arrival in hell will be celebrated, so look forward to that I suppose."