Hyukjae quickly walked down the marble steps of the Maranzano manor, adjusting his black Zegna blazer; to the awaiting black Ferrari. As usual, Luca was waiting impatiently at the steering wheel. Even after he got inside the car, he couldn't forget the message that he'd seen in his phone.

|Be prepared to lose far more than what you have Maranzano, the end of The Falcons Circle has already begun...|

But what annoyed him more was that Luca confirming back in the library that it's source couldn't be back-tracked, no matter what he'd tried. Shortly afterwards, he had gotten a call from LaVerè, her sharp voice pouring out in torrents of French that the same massage was displayed on the Falcon Global website.

Jake had been furious, and LaVerè had finally suggested that he should immediately call out a Circle meeting including herself and DeMeo; and that she was currently on her way to the US.

He tried to calm himself down, telling himself again and again that this might be some fucker's idiotic joke, and that he'd make him see hell when he finds out who was responsible. But inside, he knew it was serious and he couldn't deny the fact the enemy, whoever it was, had somehow hacked into his local firewall; which he'd designed himself.

'Just wait for it motherfucker' thought Hyukjae as he lightly stroked his gun

"DeMeo Labs??" asked Luca quietly, looking at Jake from the rear mirror, while acknowledging the thunderous look on Jake's face along with the grim posture in which he was sitting... one hand lightly resting on the title 18 on his lap.

Jake gave one short nodd; his usual grey-blue eyes having turned into the colour of pure gunmetal.

Luca knew that look of Jake's very well, it was the same look he'd had on the night his parents were killed... it was a look of blood lust, a look of fierce murder... his destructive persona...

'Whoever gets in his way now,' thought Luca with a grim smile and a slight touch of pride, 'god bless them'

And...

'Thank god that drama queen had gone home or he would've really shot her into smithereens'

Luca entered the loccation to the Ferrari's GPS, and changed the gear to power drive.

"We can get there by 11 at night" reported Luca and accelerated the sleek black car lustily.

*************

Donghae was walking across his room for an eternity; or atleast, it felt like an eternity for him. It was already 11 in the evening, and he only had two more hours before 1 am. He'd not even eaten his dinner. He didn't want to either, because the thought of eating now made him nauseous to the core.

He had found out hours ago that Jake and Luca had left for somewhere, but no one knew where, and the GPS link of the Ferrari that they took have been disconnected for some stupid reason.

He sighed and read what was in the little paper once more and a firece rage boiled inside him. With a growl, he tore the paper savagely and scattered it onto the fireplace. All this time, everything he had done to keep his identity hidden had been completely fucking useless!, it was a miracle Jake still didn't know who he really was.

At that thought, Donghae broke down and fell raggedly onto his bed,

'Jake...' he thought frantically; tears streaming down his face, 'why was I so stupid? You'll definetely kill me wont you?, you have to kill me, even if you love me'

'You think he loves you' said a mean little voice inside his head; 'when he gets to know who you really are, you won't have a prayer to save yourself...you should've died that day'

"I should have died" repeated Donghae softly to himself, "I should have just fucking died"

He opened his eyes when he heard a notification sound of his phone, he picked it up and read what the messege said; there were no names mentioned to show who'd sent it, but it sent a shiver down his spine all the same,

|sometimes remote tracker bombs are useful to kill withiout direct engagement, especially if the target is moving in a Ferrari. If you don't come Aiden, then you'll see a fireworks show...your clock is ticking.|

He shot up from his bed, clutching his phone desperately while sweat began to roll down from his hairline, he'd never tried to call anyone before, partly because he knew that the voice calls from his phone are already being recorded, and because it was useless having to call anyone but Luca or Jake... but right now, he really didn't care.

He pressed Jake's number and ran out of his room, when he got inside Luca's room, the phone was still on dialing and Donghae swore lustily in Italian.

"C'mon Jake" he hissed, as he radialed furiously, "pick up your god damn phone!"

But the lines suddenly got cut and a prerecorded voice started an annoying rant about leaving a voice message after the beep sound. Donghae took a deep breath and recorded a message and sent it to Jake, praying that he'll see it.

After putting his phone back into his denim pocket, Donghae suddenly saw what he'd been searching for: Luca's personal car keys. They were lying neatly on top of the drawer, and without second thoughts, Donghae grabbed them and ran out of the room.

'If they want me' thought Donghae grimly as he pressed the button on the lift, 'they'll have me'

As long as they keep their fucking fingers off Hyukjae, or else I'll slit their throats myself.

************

Arriving at the car park of the DeMeo labs, Luca quickly got out and opened to door for Jake.

Hyukjae silently stepped outside, and without a second glance, proceeded towards the entrance with Luca right behind him like a tall, grim shadow.

DeMeo was standing at the entrance with two of his guards, and they escorted them into the heart of the Lab Center. Neither Jake or DeMeo spoke to eacthother until they were alone with Luca in the room.

"Lady LaVerè informed that she won't be able to attend the meeting" said DeMeo formally.

Jake nodded, exhaling a sigh of frustration, "I know that DeMeo, but we don't exactly need her in this meeting"

"Ofcourse"

"I want you to track these messages down, use your technology" said Jake holding out his phone

"Well" said DeMeo "that might take a little while"

"Time" spat Jake with a slight growl in his voice, "is something I cannot give you"

"Very well" said DeMeo taking his phone and highjacking it to the ultra speed power slot in his mainframe "let me see"

After about thirty minutes of furious searching and typing complicated strings of codes, DeMeo looked frustrated and Jake's anger only increased.

"This is madness!" shouted DeMeo at last, "the loccations are not stable at all! They keep fluctuating!"

"Find it DeMeo" growled Jake; for once looking exactly like his father that DeMeo took a cautious step back.

Suddenly a slight 'cling' in his phone alerted Jake that he had an unread voice message.

"That's from your new bodyguard" said DeMeo unhooking his phone from the USB port.

'What's wrong Donghae?' thought Jake frowning as he took the phone from DeMeo's hand.

"I need a minute" said Jake and DeMeo left him with Luca. Jake quickly unlocked his phone and tapped the voice message icon; his heart beating fast ominously.

'Jake!' said Donghae's voice, sounding breathless and urgent and Jake garbbed his phone tightly, his fingures turning white.

'Listen, I don't know where you are or what the you are doing, but just don't go! It's a trap! And Jake? Please don't try to find me, and I'm sorry if I'm breaking your direct order, but it's Me who they want Hyukjae! and NOT you! Do you understand? Please just stay where you are...and dont try to come after me, if you do, they'll kill you!'

The message ended so abruptly that Hyukjae almost dropped the phone in shock. Trap? What the hell was he talking about?! Suddenly a new message appeared in his phone

|say goodbye to the first person who dies from The Falcon Circle|

A fearful pain shot straight through his heart as he realized what was happening, whoever made sure that Donghae would come to them...but what does Donghae got to do with it?

Hyukjae darted back to the computer and connected his phone, after taping a series of codes, he found the IPS of the device that sent it by seperating the strongest signal from a series of other minor signals. After a quick top-up search, he found out where it was...

"88th street" muttered Hyukjae to himself.