STRINGS OF FAITH ||3 IN 1|| [COMPLETE]

✓_•|Chap_2|• ߷Echoes of Fear߷

Cally POV

As Cally got pushed out of the police station, she felt a surge of frustration and helplessness. She couldn't just sit and wait. With a determined heart, she decided to search for Tina and Tanu herself. She wandered the streets for hours, her mind racing with worry and fear. Every dark alley and abandoned lot she passed sent shivers down her spine, but she pressed on, determined to find her friends.

As the sun began to set, she stumbled upon an old garage in a rundown part of town. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the same van parked inside. She cautiously approached, her eyes darting around to make sure no one saw her. As she got closer, she heard footsteps approaching. Quickly, she noticed the trunk was slightly open, indicating it was unlocked. Without thinking twice, she slipped inside and closed it just in time.

The trunk was cramped, and Cally could barely breathe, but she strained to listen to the conversation outside.

"Make sure everything is ready for Mr. Kim," one man said in a gruff voice.

"Yeah, this is Mr. Kim's favorite van. We can't afford any mistakes," another replied.

"Everything's set. Just need to make the delivery," the third man added.

Cally's heart pounded in her chest as she tried to piece together what they were planning. She held her breath as the men moved closer.

"Did you check the trunk?" one of them asked.

"Yeah, it's unlocked. Let's lock it up now."

Cally heard the clinking of keys and felt a jolt as the trunk was locked securely. She was now trapped inside, but at least she was closer to finding out where they were taking her friends. She steeled herself, ready to face whatever came next, her only thought being to rescue Tina and Tanu.

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At unknown place

In a dark, cold room with concrete walls and a single, dim light bulb hanging from the ceiling, Tina and Tanu sat on the floor, their backs pressed against each other. Their hands were bound tightly with ropes, and strips of duct tape covered their mouths. Tina, with her long, wavy hair and a worried expression in her brown eyes, tried to stay calm. Tanu, shorter with a bob haircut and fierce determination in her eyes, struggled against the ropes, but they held firm.

The room was sparsely furnished with only a few old, rusted metal chairs and a small wooden table covered in dust. The faint smell of mildew filled the air.

"Hmmph!" Tina tried to speak, her voice muffled by the tape.

Tanu, equally frustrated, let out a muffled sound of agreement. They exchanged a glance, communicating silently their shared resolve to get out of this predicament.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and two figures stepped inside. Jungkook, a tall young man with dark, piercing eyes and jet-black hair, walked in first. He was dressed in a black leather jacket and jeans, exuding an air of confidence. Following him was Jimin, slightly shorter, with platinum blonde hair and a mischievous glint in his eyes. He wore a stylish black shirt and pants, his posture relaxed but alert.

Jungkook sneered at Tina and Tanu. "Well, look at what we have here," he said with a mocking tone. "Thought you could just waltz around without facing any consequences, huh?"

Jimin chuckled, pulling out his phone. "Yeah, now we'll show them that we're not afraid of girls."

Tina and Tanu glared at them, their eyes filled with defiance despite their predicament.

Jungkook continued, "You two thought you could just mind your own business, but you stepped into the wrong territory. Now, you'll see what happens when you mess with us."

Jimin aimed his phone at the girls and snapped a few pictures. "Taehyung will love to see this," he said with a smirk, sending the photos to their associate.

The tension in the room was palpable as Tina and Tanu waited, their hearts pounding. They knew they had to stay strong and find a way to escape, no matter what.

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At Taehyung's Mansion

The van arrived at Taehyung's mansion, a grand estate with towering iron gates and a long driveway lined with manicured hedges. The mansion itself was a sprawling structure with a blend of traditional Korean architecture and modern design, featuring intricate wood carvings and large glass windows that overlooked expansive gardens.

Taehyung, a tall and striking young man with dark hair that fell softly over his forehead and intense, captivating eyes, stepped out of the mansion. He wore a tailored black suit, exuding an air of authority and elegance. As he approached the van to grab his belongings, he opened the trunk and was taken aback to find Cally inside, sleeping peacefully wrapped in his favorite gray blanket. Cally, with her shoulder-length brown hair and delicate features, looked surprisingly serene despite her situation.

"Where did she come from?" Taehyung asked one of his bodyguards, his tone a mix of curiosity and annoyance.

The bodyguard shrugged, just as surprised. Taehyung sighed and gently tapped Cally on the shoulder. She stirred and slowly opened her eyes, blinking up at him. From her perspective, he looked even more intimidating and handsome up close, his sharp jawline and piercing eyes making her heart race.

"WTF?" escaped from her mouth as she realized she had been caught. Panicking, she dashed out of the trunk towards the main gate, but two guards quickly grabbed her by the arms. As she struggled, refusing to move, they lifted her slightly off the ground, still holding her arms.

"Where did you come from and how did you get here?" Taehyung demanded, his voice calm but commanding.

"Leave me, dude!" Cally shouted, kicking her legs in the air in a futile attempt to free herself. Taehyung merely nodded to his men, signaling them to bring her inside.

Inside the mansion's hall, the interior was just as grand as the exterior. The floors were polished marble, and the walls adorned with fine art. A grand chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the elegant furniture. Taehyung sat like a boss on a large, plush sofa in the center of the room, his demeanor relaxed yet authoritative. His men held Cally by her arms behind the sofa as Taehyung scrolled through his phone.

Cally, trying to steady her breathing, noticed something familiar on the phone screen. Anger flared up inside her as she recognized the faces.

"You kidnapped my friends!" she shouted, her eyes blazing with fury.

Taehyung looked up from his phone, his expression unreadable. "And you, little trespasser, have some explaining to do," he said coolly, setting the stage for a tense confrontation.

TBC...

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