Talk Him Down

"Oh, Daesun." Jae Hyun muttered in a low voice, looking down condescendingly as he circled the guy. 

A pang of guilt hit Minho, realizing even that he was only learning his name now. How mean. 

For his sanity, he kept telling himself that it was never his intention for the tracker to end up in Daesun's cell. If he knew he wouldn't have put it in there to begin with but it was too late for that now, wasn't it? 

"The Parks family will not stand treason, or cowardice for whatever reason." Jae Hyun bellowed, circling Daesun who kept his head down, fidgeting with his fingers. 

The sight made Minho sick to his stomach, but there wasn't much he could do then. Judging by the way Jae Hyun spoke, it was almost obvious that he wasn't going to let the matter go. The mafia never did. It was never their thing to show mercy, especially for someone who they believed had set them up with the state police and had put their lives on the line.