"Just stay close by. I might need you both if we make a move, whatever the move is." Hobi looked at his phone when it vibrated, then suddenly frowned. Huh. He read something on the screen and Tae's eyes widened, because this looked exciting.

"...I just got a text from Min Yoongi. Apparently it went to a couple of people and I've no idea how he got that number. Or any of those." This wasn't exactly usual procedure. But it was a power move, he could recognise that. "He must have someone who's good with technology..."

"What's it say? What's it say?" Tae was all but bouncing in his seat.

"He's invited people, for tonight. To the club where the shootout happened." Hobi's brows were furrowed. "He's still such a little shit."