Aya was at a restaurant with Dionne and Fay. It's been ages since the three of them had had a decent lunch together. After last week's horrific find, I really needed a break from everything. What Jin and Dionne had found was horrid. The drawers in that room was filled with decapitated bodies. And what hurt the most that each part had a rose on it.

On a brighter note, Aya also noticed that Fay had taken special care of herself. She seemed fresher and more alive. She was dressed like the Fay she used to know. In a fresh white knee length dress with ruffled sleeves, and her buttons were undone giving her a cute edge.

"You look good, Fay."

Fay took a nibble of her bread. "I feel better." She answered. "You guys were right. I was brooding for too long over Lee." She admitted. "Anyway, he's already locked up, and I am thankful that I'll never see him again."

Aya groaned inwardly. I still haven't had the guts to tell her, and Lei has been too busy. With the recent findings, we have to speak to Lee immediately and get a name.

"You look awesome!" Dionne remarked. "Maybe it's time you find someone as well." She winked.

Fay shook her head. "There will be no man for me for a very long time." She said quietly. "I am not ready to get into a relationship. I don't want to anyway."

Dionne shrugged.

Aya picked up her phone and texted Lei.

They were chatting and eating when Fay's phone rang. "Oh, it's Lei." She said, picking it up. "Let me see what he wants," she said, answering.

Hoo boy! Aya thought feeling guilty. She waited impatiently for Fay to get back. "Well?" she asked.

"What did he want?" Dionne said, looking at her.

Fay put the phone back in her bag. "He didn't say much. He just asked me to meet him after lunch."

Aya didn't comment.

Once they were done, each girl headed out. Dionne looked at Fay, "Do you want me to join you?" she asked.

Fay shook her head. "I'll be fine."

Dionne nodded and watched as her friend left. She really does look good, she though, noticing that Fay also cut her hair. It was still so long but she kept it all at a wavelength rather than her usual retro steps.

Dionne turned to Aya, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going back to our office." And wait impatiently for Fay because I know she is going to freak out. I am so disturbed at the moment.

At Lei's Office

"You want me to do what?" Fay whispered, looking at Lei.

Leigh sighed, rubbing his face. "I wouldn't have asked you to do this if I wasn't desperate." He admitted.

Fay was at loss of words. "How could you even bring yourself to ask…." She said, losing her voice. "Come on, Lei."

Lei stared at the young woman in front of him, and felt guilty. Aya, you owe me one for making me look like the bad guy. He thought. She was sitting in front of him with her legs crossed and her hands clutched on her lap. "He has a lead, and he can help but he said he will only give it to you."

"How would you know that he has a lead?" she asked sharply. "Maybe he's bluffing."

"We just know."

"What did he tell you?" she asked.

Hoo boy! It's not important," he stood up. "Think about it."

Fay shook her head, standing up. "I don't believe this." She whispered, wanting to walk out. Then stopped when she remembered something. "Lei?"

"Yeah?" he asked, walking over to her.

She pulled a card, and gave it to him. "Who's he?"

Lei looked at the card and gave it back to her. "He sits on the 9th floor. Use him. He's helpful."

Fay looked at him.

Lei put a hand on her shoulders. "No one is going to force you to do anything you don't want to, ok?" he assured.

"But you just blackmailed me into it when you said that you were desperate." She said, walking out of his office.

Double shit! Lei thought, annoyed.

Aya was so nervous that she could not concentrate on the case at all. She was shaking her legs uncontrollably when she suddenly stomped her feet.

Since I can't concentrate, I'll just research Hworang's family. She thought, typing furiously on her laptop. Aya was determined to know them. Why is he keeping them away from me? What is he hiding?

She typed for a while until the name Baek Doo San popped up. This is the only Doo San that came up, but hmm… Affiliated business man? Is Hwoarang from upper class? She thought surprised.

Aya was determined to know why Hworang wanted nothing to do with his family, or vice versa. She began searching for clues, ideas, anything that could track her down to Baek Doo San.

"Let's see…" she whispered, "Baek Doo San…" she typed licking her lips lightly. She was sitting cross legged on the chair. The screen blared at her eyes and gave her an eerie glow as it searched for any more Doo San's.

Three matches found; the screen announced.

She scrolled for the results and was surprised to find Jae-Yong Doo San. "and who could you be?" she asked. There is an address…. Do I dare? She thought, hesitating. But she quickly jotted it down and decided to go there. Dionne always says my curiosity will kill me one day. She thought sarcastically.

It took her a while to reach her destination, and when she did, she found herself at the upstate part of town and she was a bit surprised. Never in her life, had she been afraid to see someone or was actually nervous in doing so. She walked up a hill to a mansion on top and noticed guards at the door, "Halt." Said one of the guards, "Your name please, ma'am?"

She hesitated. "Aya."

"You're not on the list."

"List?" she asked, "Why do I want to be on a list?"

"There is a social gathering tonight."

She looked at him, "I just wanted to meet Mr. Doo-San."

The two guards looked at each other, "Which one?"

She blinked, "Excuse me?"

"Which one?" he stressed. "The Senior or Junior."

Aya was speechless.

"Problem?" said a gentle voice.

They all turned to see a distinguished man dressed in a suit walking towards them. He was pale, with long dark black hair, and dark eyes as he walked towards them. Her first idea of him was someone tough and intimidating, but as soon as she looked at his eyes, she knew that this man had a gentle soul.

"This woma…" the guard began.

"I think I can take it from here." She said haughtily giving him her back, "I'm Aya." She spoke.

"Baek Doo-San." He introduced, "How can I help you?"

"I am seeing your son, Mr. Doo-San."

"Oh, Jae-Yong? He didn't…"

"No, Hwoarang."

"Hwoarang?" Baek spoke.

She nodded eagerly.

His eyes darkened, "I don't have a son called Hwoarang." He said gruffly walking through the gate.

"But, sir…" she began.

"Have a good day, Ms."

Dionne was having coffee with Jin and Hwoarang. They were out alone as Christie was with a baby sitter. With them working on a case, she decided to keep her daughter away from the public eyes for a while until things smoothened.

"Excuse me guys, need the restroom." Dionne said, leaving them.

Jin was busy scrolling on his mobile when Hworang smacked him. "Oy!

"Hey," Jin muttered.

Hworang smirked. "You're wasting so much time with her. Just tell her that you have feelings for her, man. Its pathetic how you're stalling."

Jin glared at him. "It's none of your business."

"It is when I have to witness it?!" he muttered.

"You've known her longer than I have. I love her, but she is a complete flirt." He admitted. "I don't know if I can handle it."

"Hey, when this girl commits. She commits. You just have to be honest with her." Hworang added.

Just then, Dionne returned. "So, what's…'

[ZIP]

Jin stood up horrified, and Hworang jumped up.

"What the…" Dionne began when she found a dart in her neck. "This can't be good," she whispered, fainting.

Hworang immediately jumped out and looked around when he saw a figure in black running away. He quickly ran after it.

Jin picked up Dionne, and walked out of the coffee shop.

Fay entered the 9th floor, and looked around. If I'm not mistaken, I think Mika's office is here as well, she though, walking around. She kept walking when she found his office. The whole floor had glass offices so it was easy to spot anyone.

She saw him seated at the desk, and waved. Another guy was there as well.

He motioned for her to enter. "Hey Honey." He said hugging her. "It's been a while."

"Because you're two timing me with Aya." She joked.

He grinned, "Come sit, and meet the guy who's helping us." He said, pulling a chair for her.

"Hi," Jordan said, eyeing her. He was sitting casually with his feet on Mika's desk. "I'm Jordan DeMarco."

Fay blinked. Oh?! She thought surprised. So, there will be no mentioning that we have met already? "I'm Fay." She said, sitting down.

"What brings you here?" Mika asked.

"I had a meeting with Lei, and then he told me to come up here." She explained. She glanced at Jordan, who was busy scrolling his mobile.

I wonder if Lei told her, Mika thought. Aya had already filled me in on her conversation with Lei. "Did Lei want anything?"

Fay was about to speak, but then shook her head. "Nothing important." She lied.

So, he did tell her. Mika guessed.

"Hey. I found it." Jordan interrupted. "Let's go." He stood up.

Mika nodded, putting on his jacket. "Come with us, Fay. We found a lead and we're going to investigate."

"I'll get my car and meet you at front." Jordan said, walking out. He was in black pants, white t-shirt and a black blazer.

Fay blinked. "Umm… Why are we asking others to help?" Fay asked, walking out with Mika.

"Jordan has a photographic memory, and Lei wanted someone who can remember all the clues." Mika answered.

"I see," Fay said, following him. Then stopped when she reached the main door and found a white Porsche Panamera parked in front.

Mika grinned. "He's also a rich bastard that gets into a lot of trouble."

Fay rolled her eyes.

Mika opened the door so Fay could slide into the backseat. He then got in and put on his sunglasses.

Fay leaned closer between the two. "So where is this lead?" she asked.

Jordan drove the car onto the highway. "It's in the outskirts, by the desert. There's a bar there. I hope you're ready to fight in that dress."

Fay pushed her tongue out at the rear-view mirror so he could see.

Thirty minutes later

Mika got out of the car and looked around. There was a bar on the borders. It was packed with people wanting to get inside.

Fay stepped out and stood next to Mika. "What should we expect?' she asked.

Jordan took off his sunglasses and looked at her. I'm getting a very uneasy feeling, he thought. "We are looking for Paul Phoenix."

Fay finally got a good look at Jordan DeMarco. He looks serious, but… "I have my gun."

"Man, I hate Paul." Mike muttered.

Jordan nodded. "I've read in your files that you've had a lot of run ins with him."

"So, what's the plan?" Fay asked.

Ten Minutes Later

Fay walked into the bar alone. She noticed a few glanced at her but she was thankful that it was the type of bar that no on cared who entered or left. She made her way to the bar, and sat down on a stool.

The bartender looked at her, "What will it be, love?"

"I'll just have a diet coke with ice and lemon." She said sweetly.

"Oh my… oh my…" came a smooth voice, taking a seat next to her. "What's a darling little angel doing here?"

"Hello, Paul." Fay said, looking at him. "I'm a free bird today. No longer an angel."

Paul studied the woman in front of him. She was a looker alright. "That still doesn't answer why you're here."

Fay shrugged.

Just then someone else sat down next to Fay. "Hello, Sunshine."

Fay looked to the side and her heart almost fell. Bryan Fury?! I thought he died.

He was holding a knife, and was busy licking it. "What is an angel doing in here?" he asked, sharpening it with another knife. "especially my favourite one?" he grinned.

Fay took a deep breath and smiled at him. "I thought I'd come in for a drink, and I got lucky I guess."

Bryan reached out and held the strands of her hair. He pulled it closer and inhaled sharply.

Fay moved a bit back, bumping into Paul.

"Back off Bryan, she is scared of you." Paul grinned.

Outside the bar

Mika was holding a binocular and watching what was folding inside. "I think Fay's in trouble." He admitted, giving the binocular to Jordan.

Jordan looked through and whistled. "Yep."

"I thought Bryan died," Mika muttered.

Jordan handed the binocular back to him. "Bryan is a Cyborg. You can kill him a million times, and he'll still get up again." He explained. "Anyway, he was not part of the plan." He said annoyed.

Mika cracked his knuckles, and then pulled out his gun. "Shall we?" he said, loading his gun.

Jordan took out his own gun, "This is going to get so ugly."