Jung Li
Jung had made it back to his car and started the vehicle then exited the parking lot, reaching for his phone to call Agent Sanders, to inform her that Makayla isn't coming back. But his phone was nowhere on him but he could've sworn that he had it. His mind played flashbacks as he just remembered that he bumped into a blonde headed female and possibly she had pick-pocketed him.
'That bitch.' He thought, immediately making a U-turn and heading back towards the hospital.
He rushed through the doors and went up to the desk again. Makayla eyed him with a sigh as she was fixing to speak but Jung cut her off.
"I am not here for that. That blonde headed female? What floor is she on?" Jung asked towards Makayla as she raised a brow at him.
"I cannot give that information out, Jung." She said towards him as he tried his best to charm her, a bit.
"What if you gave me the information and I take you out for a dinner and movie?" He said as Makayla chuckled a bit.
"Oh, Jung, you cannot charm me, remember? Keep your date idea. She works on the fifth floor." When Makayla gave Jung the floor number, he immediately rushed towards the elevator and hitting the number five button.
The elevator dinged and the doors rolled open and out shot Jung as he looked into every room window until coming across that had to window. He placed his hand on the knob and saw that it was locked. He repeatedly turned the knob as he looked left then right before digging in his pocket and pulling out a dagger from his boot. He took the dagger and stuck it in the keyhole, wiggling it until he heard a click then burst through the doors, looking at the blonde headed female and saw his phone.
"What do you think you are doing?" He asked her while walking closer and immediately grabbing his phone, going through it to make sure everything was intact and that she didn't tamper with the evidence. Jung raised a brow at the blonde headed female then scanned her body with his eyes then looked back into her eyes.
"Who are you? You're not a nurse, are you?" Jung still had his dagger in hand as he tucked his phone in the back pocket of his pants.
This female was no ordinary nurse and if it wasn't obvious before, it was damn sure obvious now. Another flashback played in his mind as he could've sworn that he had seen the female before but it couldn't have been. She was dead when he left her laying on her apartment floor, at least, he thought she was. It was kind of hard to tell as the room was only half lit.
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