𝖨𝗇 𝖬𝗒 𝖣𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾 : 𝖱𝖾𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 | 𝖪𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖳𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇

15 : 𝖦𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖰𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖮𝖿 𝖤𝗏𝗂𝗅

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"The CCPD is quite easy to fool."

"None of them knows that I've turned against the deputy and Mayor Jang."

"Exactly, which is why we don't have to worry about being pretentious."

"Chief Leroy can read through someone's bullshit though."

"Fatso's a fragile, little dough, trust me. I've ran from him countless of times. This shouldn't be hard."

"I'm not sure if this will work, honestly. It's alright if you don't take my advice— that was a bit hasty and ridiculous of me."

Inspector Kang leaned against the rough wall, his dishevelled hair framing the shape of his face. Shadows contoured his deep cheeks and tired eyes. The silver moon shine seeped from the now open window like a dim, magical spotlight. It shyly touched their skins, painting them with such mysterious glow. Y/N hugged her knees, her humongous bunny mask resting near her feet. She gave it a slight kick, causing it to roll towards the door. None of them ever thought about sitting next to each other to plot against the same enemy. Yet there they were, conversing in hush mutters as though the room itself had ears.

"No, it was a brilliantly bad idea. I just need you to act like a boy in distress, have them come to you, and then I'll eventually sneak from behind so as planned."

"All alone?"

"You think I can't do it?" Y/N raised a brow. "What's the use of owning a massive flamethrower if I'm just gonna let it rot in the closet?"

"You're gonna burn them?"

"Well, yes, but no."

Y/N stood to grab her weapon. Prying a dusty furniture apart, she took a flamethrower and an old revolver. She carried them in both hands and mockingly posed to flaunt her overflowing confidence. Inspector Kang merely gulped, feeling the wave of anxiety wash over his spine. He knew she was capable of wrecking havoc in her own ways, but the thought of him betraying the people he had once trusted brought a dagger through his chest, impaling his broken heart and tearing it to pieces.

"A quick blaze will be enough to startle those bastards," Y/N continued, loading her gun. "By then, my and the boys will round the vehicles and start the chase. Wherever this entire shit leads us to, I don't care. You asked for this, so your job right and you'll earn their token of gratitude."

"What about you?"

"You really shouldn't worry about me, Mr. Kang. I'm The Masked Phantom Of Futuristic Couture and the devil is on my side."

"L/N," Inspector Kang crossed his arms. "How are you not afraid of the law?"

"Because I am my own law," Y/N grinned. "So, officer, are you ready for your first treachery?"

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THUD!

The 4 AM serenity faded into dust as the CCPD barged through the brittle doors, swiftly invading Y/N's lair like a stampede of desperate elephants. Chief Leroy led his crowd with a pistol ready to fire in his hands. The Jang family surprisingly followed, probably emboldened by the fair amount of cops aiming to take down the convicted criminal.