Isabel dialed the number she found in one of the letters. She didn't really want to speak to anyone about it, but her clues only gave her a brief understanding on the situation. Hopefully they didn't change their number.
"Hello?" A male's voice spoke.
"Hi. This is Kim Isabel and I was wondering if you by any chance know Kim Namjoon and Kim Seokjin?"
". . . May I ask your relationship with them?"
"I'm their daughter. Please sir, I need answers."
"I can help. My name is Yoongi. Ask away Miss Isabel."
"Yoongi. . . can you tell me what led to my fathers awful fates?"
"I'm sure if you looked through the letters Namjoon and Jin had that you'd see that your father, Namjoon cheated on his husband over a chick."
"I have. . . but it doesn't make sense why he died," Isabel needed to know.
"That. . . I think it's better if you go see the man yourself. You know where he's being held at, right?"
"Sadly, I do. . . thank you very much Yoongi. Have a nice day," Isabel said lightly.
"Same to you kid. Bye."
Guess it's time for Isabel to go see her father.
