*Back in Italy*

"Come in," Namjoon said to Taehyung as he walked into a room followed by Taehyung.

"What is this place?" Taehyung asked looking all around the dark room.

"Take a seat," Namjoon said, pointing at a chair near a table that was placed in the middle of the room. It was the only chair in that room.

"So, Mr. Luciano. Oh sorry! Mr. Taehyung, tell me where is the other Lucianos." Namjoon asked standing in front of him revolving his revolver.

"They don't almost exist at all," Taehyung said.

"Then tell me the present whereabouts of Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook AKA ex-Lucianos. Don't even think of misleading us." Namjoon said.

"I told you, I don't know about them. I haven't seen them. I know they left Germany, but to where, I don't know."

"You can't fool me anymore," He said hitting Taehyung right on his nose.

Taehyung wasn't able to defend or attack back as he was handcuffed.

Even though he was beaten to death, Namjoon was not able to get anything out of him.

"Mr. Taehyung, actually, I have no plans to tie you up and torture you here. But if you do not cooperate with me and answer my questions, then I have no other choice." Namjoon said.

"I told you I don't know.." Taehyung said with bloody lips looking up at Namjoon.

On hearing the same words again, Namjoon filled with indignation, took his revolver out, and as he was about to bang Taehyung's head with it, he was stopped all of a sudden by a phone call.

"Ugh, Shit!!" glancing up from Taehyung, Namjoon walked towards the table attending the call.

- Who's this? Right now, I'm a little busy.

- Wait, Mr. Namjoon.

- Who's this?

- We know that Taehyung is under your custody now. But interrogating him is in vain. He is innocent in this play.

- What!? Who are you?

- I'm.....Mr. Luciano, the ones you're searching for. It's better to leave Taehyung alone, coz he doesn't know anything about our whereabouts. And, we are not calling now to create a fight but to surrender ourselves.

- Uhh.. Is these the real culprits calling and surrendering themselves? It's totally unbelievable for me. Don't make me laugh. And about Taehyung... he's about to die. If he doesn't tell me about their current real location, I'll kill him.

- It's not a joke. Still, if you feel so, just send your force to the U.S to find us. We're in San Francisco right now. And if your force couldn't catch us in here... you can kill him.

- Wait! Urgh!! Are you still serious or just kidding? It sounds like a trap or a fool play, so don't get on my nerve!

- Hope you got it from what I said. You can come here and arrest both of us. But you gotta leave Taehyung free from this. There is no use in torturing him again. He doesn't know anything about us.

- Heyy! Do you think I'll believe in some dumb prank calls?

- Huh... As I said, it's not fake. And still, if you don't insist on believing us, we shall live happily in the U.S from now. Thanks for your time, sire. 

The call was hung. 

Namjoon put his phone back in his pocket and came back to Taehyung, "Hmm... You got such wicked friends," he smirked at Taehyung.

*Back in San Francisco*

"Uh fuck! This is a very long street!" Jk said while walking with Jimin through the street.

"How long are we gonna walk like this? Do you have any idea?" Jimin asked.

"Maybe till the Italian Army catches us. Or till we break our legs." Jk sighed.

"Jungkook.." Jimin called."Yes?"

"Are you afraid of your end?" 

"Not at all. Anyways, everyone has to end someday," Jk sighed.

Jimin smiled at him and they both walked on their way.

They walked silently along that never-ending road where there were no other people, rewinding the actions of the years they had lived.

"Help... me...." They heard someone crying for help from behind the bushes on the roadside.

"Jk, did you hear that?" Jimin said to Jk.

"Hear what? Oh yeah.. sounds like an old woman crying for help," Jk said looking around.

"Hello! Anyone out there?" Jimin called out to the bushes, from where they heard someone coughing badly. 

Approaching, they saw an old lady sitting half-lying leaning on a tree trunk, and a wooden walking stick lying away from her. 

"Hey, are you okay?" Jk asked helping her stand up.

Fetching the walking stick, Jimin held her by her arms on the right, and Jk on the left, they walked hoping to see any house nearby for the lady to take a rest.

At last, they walked and walked and came to a house.

"Hey, Jk look. We'll take her in" Jimin said, and they both walked her to the house.

"Hello? Anybody inside?" Jk called out knocking on the door.

To their surprise, the door opened."Hello??" Jk called out once again, but no one replied.

"There seems to be no one inside," Jk said looking at Jimin.

"It's okay, leave it. For now, let's leave her to rest in this house." Jimin said walking inside followed by Jungkook who switched on the lights somehow, after finding the switchboard.

Jimin, helped the lady sit on the couch.

"Water.... water...." She cried out in a low tone.

"I'll go get it," Jk said and walked further inside to find the kitchen.

"Actually what happened to you?" Jimin asked her.

"Uh..I slipped while walking, son." She said to him.

"Behind the bushes?" Jimin was confused.

"Here. Have it." Jk approached them with a glass full of water for the old lady.

"Ah, thank you, son." She drank the water.

They both helped her drag to the bedroom so she could take some rest."How long are we gonna let her stay in here? Or are we going?" Jk asked Jimin.

"We'll have to take her to the hospital maybe," Jimin said.

As the three were in a bedroom, they heard some sound traveling through the silence to their ears.