"If they're drugged, yeah. They'd have been our for forty-five minutes to an hour? So we're looking at whenever they set off to party. Tae stopped texting me around eight thirty so I'd say about nine. We're still in a safe space of time in theory." If their theory was right, anyway. Which meant the next two hours were important. The more time passed, the less likely they were to find them.

Jungkook's phone went off and he pulled it out, stepping off to the side to talk to someone.

Namjoon turned to Hobi and sighed, wishing he could comfort him and Yoongi. He just knew there was no way to. He didn't know how they felt but he knew how horrible it was to think of Tae in that position. "Cheon is a horrible fucker, he knows how to manipulate someone. He probably found out that Ten had an in and came at him. It's no one's fault."

Hurrying back over to Yoongi, Jungkook set his phone down. "I sent some guys on ahead to the clubs the girls flagged before I left. They just got there and the bartender recognised seeing Jimin there."

Hey, it was a lead. That was something.