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The Poker Game

In the vibrant streets of Seoul, amidst the dazzling world of K-pop, a thrilling tale unfolds. YN, the enigmatic fifth member of Blackpink, leads a secret life as a CIA agent known as Agent Apex. Tasked with infiltrating the notorious Asia Mafia, YN faces danger at every turn. Meanwhile, Jungkook, a rising star in the underworld, grapples with the shadows of his past as he ascends to power. As their worlds collide, they embark on a high-stakes journey where loyalty is tested and secrets unravel. Can they conquer the darkness that threatens to consume them, or will they be swept away by the tides of fate?

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Chapter 35 : Our Ally

As they sat in the dimly lit meeting room, the gravity of the situation hung over them like a storm cloud.

The room was quiet, but the tension was palpable, each of them aware of the dangerous path they were about to tread. This time, however, there was a shared sense of purpose—a resolve to see this through to the end, together.

Jungkook glanced around the table, his eyes meeting each of theirs in turn. He could see the determination in their faces, the steely resolve to bring down Director Park and the corrupt forces within the CIA.

They were no longer just individuals with their own motives; they were a united front, ready to take on whatever came their way.

"First, we need to gather more information about Director Park and the CIA," Jungkook said, his voice steady but laced with urgency.

"We need to understand their operations, their connections, and most importantly, their vulnerabilities. If we're going to take them down, we have to know exactly what we're up against."

Taehyung leaned forward, his fingers tapping thoughtfully on the table. "I have some contacts who might be able to provide us with inside information," he said, his voice tinged with caution.

"But we have to tread carefully. If Director Park catches wind of what we're doing, he won't hesitate to eliminate us."

Jungkook nodded, his eyes never leaving Taehyung's face. "I know," he said. "That's why we need to be strategic. We need to gather our allies and come up with a solid plan before we make our move. we need to be strategic about this. We can't afford any mistakes."

YN, who had been quietly listening, finally spoke up, her voice calm but filled with determination.

"We should also consider our own safety. We need to set up safe houses, secure lines of communication, and backup plans in case things go south. We can't take any chances."

Jungkook turned to her, a hint of admiration in his gaze. " We'll need contingency plans for everything. If Director Park or the CIA suspects anything, they'll come after us with everything they've got. We have to be prepared for that."

J-Hope spoke up, his voice confident. "I can handle the logistics—safe houses, secure communications, and alternate escape routes. I've dealt with this kind of thing before, and I know how to keep us off the radar."

Jungkook nodded, grateful for Hoseok's expertise. "We'll need all the help we can get. This isn't just about taking down Director Park; it's about exposing the entire network of corruption he's part of. If we do this right, we can bring down the whole operation."

YN spoke up, a thoughtful expression on her face. "I think someone else can help us in this."

The others in the meeting room leaned in, their eyes fixed on YN as they waited for her to reveal who she thought could help them.

"Who is it?" Jungkook asked, his voice low and serious.

YN's smile grew wider as she paused for dramatic effect. "Someone who has been working with me from the beginning," she said, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Someone who has access to the highest levels of the CIA."

The room fell silent as the others digested this information. Alex's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with possibilities. Alex, usually composed, couldn't hide his surprise. "Who?" he asked again, his voice filled with anticipation.

YN's smile never wavered. "All in good time," she said, her voice low and husky. "But for now, let's just say that we have a powerful ally who is willing to help us take down Director Park and the corrupt forces within the CIA."

............

Jackson's voice echoed in the hallway outside, his words laced with hope. "Did you get any information about her whereabouts?" he asked Soo-jin, his eyes searching for any sign of progress.

Soo-jin's reply was as usual, his voice flat and unyielding. "Still don't know," he said, his eyes never leaving Jackson's face.

With that, Jackson turned and walked away, his footsteps echoing down the corridor as he made his way to the elevator. He pressed the button for the underground parking floor, his mind still racing with thoughts of YN.

As he stepped out of the elevator and made his way to his car, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He opened the door and slid into the driver's seat, his hand reaching for the ignition.

But as he was about to start the engine, he caught a whiff of a familiar scent - YN's cologne. His heart racing, he slowly pulled out his gun, his finger hovering over the trigger.

And then, with a sudden movement, he turned to face the backseat, his eyes locking onto YN's calm and collected expression.

"Hey, chill, it's me," she said, a hint of amusement in her voice.

Jackson's heart was still racing as he slowly lowered his gun, his eyes never leaving YN's face. "Where were you?" he demanded, his voice a little shaky. "I was looking all over for you like crazy."

YN smiled, her eyes glinting with amusement. "I was just taking care of a few things," she said, her voice low and husky.

Jackson's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with questions. "How did you get in here?" he asked, his voice firm.

YN's smile grew wider as she leaned forward, her eyes glinting with amusement. "I have my ways," she said, her voice low and husky. "But for now, let's just focus on the task at hand. And I think we need to talk."

As Jackson nodded, still trying to process the situation, YN's phone suddenly buzzed with an incoming message. She glanced down, her eyes scanning the screen before her expression turned serious.

"What is it?" Jackson asked, his voice low and urgent.

YN's eyes locked onto his, her expression grim. "It's our ally," she said, her voice low and husky. "They've just sent me a message. Director Park is onto us. We need to get out of here, now."

Jackson's eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, his mind racing with the implications. "Okay," he said, his voice firm, as he pressed the accelerator.

But YN's eyes lingered on his, a hint of curiosity in her gaze. Did he already know? why did not he defend director park?

Meanwhile, in a dark and secluded room, Director Park sat in front of a computer screen, a sinister smile spreading across his face.

"Ah, Jackson and YN," he said to himself. "They think they can take me down? I'll crush them before they even have a chance to try."

He clicked a button on the screen, and a video feed appeared, showing Jackson and YN talking in the car.

"Looks like they're getting along," Director Park said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

He leaned back in his chair, a plan forming in his mind.

"It's time to take care of those two once and for all," he said to himself. "And I know just the way to do it."

The screen faded to black as Director Park's sinister laughter echoed through the room.