The sound of heels clicking frantically against marble echoed through the corridor as Dasom rushed toward them, her face pale with worry.
"Minho! Minho, are you alright?" she asked breathlessly, her eyes immediately going to the blood trickling down his neck. Minho nodded, a headache forming in his skull.
Behind her came the heavy footsteps of the three older men, their business conversation forgotten in the face of an assassination attempt. Ryu Taesik's expression was thunderous, while Im Jaechan looked more annoyed than concerned. But it was Chairman Seo Woobin whose voice boomed through the restaurant with terrifying authority.
"Find the culprit! I want him, and I want him now! Now! Now!"
