Jungkook gave the address to the driver and climbed into the back, trying his best to do everything he was told and be the most productive assistance he could be. He knew how delicate this was going to be. He got out his gun and looked it over, loading it up just in case and hoping he didn't get shot again. Since that hit, he'd been a bit nervous in the field.

Namjoon had no idea if Tae had his phone on him or not, if it had been smashed beyond repair or if Cheon was holding it. He wanted to send him a message, to tell him to hang in there and don't do anything stupid.

Like Yoongi, he always tried to get the focus on him. Always had to pick fights. He couldn't stand the idea of the kid getting hurt again.

"If they were at the club, there will be CCTV. We can probably get a license plate. I doubt they moved them without transport."