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"Anya... She is missing, Jungkook"
Jungkook had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, a gut instinct that something bad had happened.
"I have a very bad feeling about this, Jimin," he said, his voice low and intense, "Something is very wrong here"
Jimin stepped closer, his eyes meeting Jungkook's, worried and serious. "What do we do, then?"
Jungkook took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing as he thought hard.
He pulled up his phone and scrolled through his contacts, quickly finding what he was looking for.
He pressed the call button and waited for the other person to pick up.
The phone rang twice and then a man's deep, gravelly voice came through the line, "Mr. Jeon?"
"Victor," Jungkook said into the phone, his tone sharp and urgent, "I need a favor."
"Whatever you need, Mr. Jeon." Victor's voice was polite but firm on the other line, "What can I do for you?"
"I need you to track a phone for me," Jungkook said, his tone all business.
"You got the number?" Victor's voice was now serious, businesslike.
"Yes," Jungkook said, rattled off the number quickly, "Find that phone, and fast."
"Got it," Victor replied, the sound of clicking on the keyboard could be heard on the other line,
"Give me a minute, Mr. Jeon"
Jungkook waited, the tension in the room was palpable.
Jimin and Hanyeol paced around worriedly, while Jungkook stood still, his jaw clenched as he waited for Victor to find the phone.
The seconds seemed to drag on for an eternity, Jungkook's patience was close to breaking.
Finally, Victor spoke up, his voice tight and serious.
"Mr. Jeon, this number has been switched off for the past two days, and it won't be easy to track until it's switched on."
"What?" Jungkook's voice was as sharp as a knife as he heard the news. He clenched his jaw, his mind racing. If the phone was switched off, finding Anya's whereabouts would be even more difficult.
"Is there any other way?" he asked, a desperate note in his voice.
"Unfortunately, no," Victor said, his tone apologetic. "I'll let you know as soon as I get a fix on the phone's location, but until that happens, there's not much I can do."
Jungkook cursed under his breath, frustration and anger boiling in his chest. He hated feeling powerless, and helpless.
He wanted to do something, anything, to find Anya.
