Radio Interview

The sound of curtains rustling was like the unfathomable fear before the storm approaching. Due to the agreement, Zsadin and team had to protect the boys till the album release. Also, the boys still had not recovered from the aftershocks, hence they required the protection.

Zsadin had thought that once Brandon was caught, they could interrogate him and catch the one who had hired him to kill D. The second fansign event was done without any problems. Currently, it was saturday and only two days left for the album release on 2nd of October. The boys were going for a radio interview to promote their album.

Zsasin sighed.

It is not going to take forever. It will soon end. This all will pass.

Thus, she stepped out of her room and they headed to to the radio station. Due to the fansign attack event, all the officers were in the limelight. Reporters swarmed around them as soon as they reached the radio station.

"Officer, who was the attacker?"

"Why did he attack?"

"Is it internal enmity or an outside strife?"

"Had you already assumed that you would be attacked?"

The cameras flashed not missing an angle. The batch struggled to hold on to their human chain formed to protect the boys. But the reporters were not showing them any mercy and continued to probe.

"If not, why were reporters or the media not allowed to attend?"

"Did you already knew about it?"

"Do you know the attacker personally?"

"Are you acquainted with him?"

This last question gained Zsadin's attention and she finally turned towards the crowd. She smirked seeing a few familiar faces.

"Whose question was that?", she removed her sunglasses and directly stared at them. The horrified faces of those familiar with her turned white in horror.

Wasn't she the one last time with the foreign minister?

That HQ official!!!!

Damn, we need to retreat!

If they had recognized her earlier, leave alone approaching the band, they would have not left their homes. Slowly, one person at the back raised his hand.

"And how did you speculate that?"

"Th-that you people didn't allow any media -" the reporter weakly replied, his courage leaving his soul as he felt pressured under her gaze.

"Their lives are more important than your TRPs. Also, the less nuisance the better chance for the fans to meet them and cherish that moment", her answers made them gape in fear and they shifted back a little. Then she turned to one of the familiar ones and coldly gave a slight smile.

"Last time I had broken your nose, the next time we meet I will break your spine!", and then they leisurely walked inside the radio station.