"Let's go! Let's go!" Brianna motioned Tatum to move out of the car. She cannot use her door as it is the side where their enemies can see if they make a sudden move. The mercenaries could easily move back with their car to the defenseless side where their target was and finish the job efficiently. Brianna and the two men with her had to use the same way they got into the minivan, so she told the driver to move out. Then she will follow, and Lucien will be the last to come out. "We have to move back to our car," Brianna answered as she saw the two men were quite baffled why she was commanding Tatum to get off the car. "We will be able to move faster with a bigger car, unlike this one. Hurry up. We have to make good use of our men's diversion!" She was now literally pushing Tatum to move. And the driver quietly and quickly complied. The three moved as fast as they could, and this time she decided to take the
Tatum did as Brianna asked. He made his way in between the front seats to do as she ordered. “I can guide you where to go,” Tatum mentioned as he typed in the address. “I need to see different routes possible so we can lose them on the way. That’s why I need the navigation guide. Unless you are confident you can do better, I suggest you hurry,” Brianna stepped on the gas pedal as she saw the car behind them was catching up. “They are hellbent on sending you to your grave, Sir,” Brianna gave Lucien a glance through the mirror. She just realized she did not know his name. He said it earlier, but as she was focused on the address being punched in, she did not give his answer much attention. She didn’t even notice that she coldly corrected him since it was the man beside him which she was asking for the name. “Call me Luci!” Lucien noticed Brianna did not know how to call him. He felt annoyed. He tried to
“A cup of coffee and the list of weapons you would like to have brought here,” Lucien answered when he saw Brianna was no longer patient to wait for his orders. He actually had the answer in his mind ever since they were in the lift going up to his office, but he intentionally delayed saying them as he wanted her close, side by side with him, not behind him like a bodyguard as to her knowledge. “Please tell Vicky to be in my office on your way out,” he added. He needed to brief Vicky of their arrangement to be sure Brianna would not feel distressed since Clark said she was having a memory loss. “How do you like your coffee is made, Sir?” Brianna asked before leaving his office. “I will take any coffee you would bring me. You can make it according to your preferences,” Lucien nonchalantly answered. He was not even looking at her as he busied himself, checking the pile of folders on his desk. He was not able to get to work yesterd
Tatum left with a black bag full of different kinds of weapons. Leandro Michaelson ordered Enzo to prepare the bag with Tatum and make sure the more reliable easy to carry weapons of any kind were placed inside the bag. Then he demanded to dig everything there is about the new lady bodyguard that is said to be doing an excellent job around Lucien. “I want to know everything there is about this bodyguard. Do I make myself clear?” Leandro sternly stated. “Yes, Master,” Enzo replied mannerly. Then he excused himself to execute the tasks he was ordered to do. Leaving a still frowning in annoyance and bewilderment Leandro as the thoughts of what Tatum said earlier replayed in his mind. Enzo did everything he could. And he presented the results to his Master right away. “What?!” Leandro snarled at Enzo when he saw the file stating everything about the lady. Or the girl, as what the file says if he understood it right. “
The rest of the morning passed with Brianna making sure of Lucien's safety with all that she could manage. Before lunchtime came, Tatum arrived with a big bag on his shoulder. He informed Vicky of his arrival and told her he was to bring something the boss had asked him to bring. Vicky just gave him a nod, and Tatum knew he already got the go signal to see the boss in his private office. Tatum looked around to see if Brianna was anywhere outside the boss' office. He assumed she was inside the office when he did not see her anywhere, no matter how hard he checked the surroundings. He knocked on Lucien's door, and Brianna opened the door for him. He was a bit surprised, but then he did not let his reaction show. He simply nodded his thanks to Brianna and headed in to report to his boss. "Boss, I have the weapons you asked me to bring over," Tatum carefully placed the bag on the center table of Lucien's receiving area. A set of two single comfortable leather chairs to the left and anothe
"Try to check if you can trace the car that sent Anna to work that day of her interview," Lucien asked Tatum to move closer as he was not sure when Brianna would be back. "I cannot recall exactly what car it was, not even the color as I have seen a lot of cars ever since then. I suggest you check the surveillance cameras around the vicinity of the company surveillance did not capture it. She was dropped upfront of the building, the main entrance.""Yes, sir," replied Tatum shortly. "Ahh, may I ask what specifically do I have to look for?" Tatum was reluctant to ask, but he wanted to be sure."Check where that car is right now and who was driving it," Lucien dismissed Tatum when he heard a door open and shut. "You can go now," he spoke in his normal voice, unlike earlier when Bianca was not around. He was almost whispering."Yes, sir."Lucien was curious to find that Brianna had no one to contact for an emergency. He was sure
They arrived at a fine restaurant. Brianna kept her alert, guarding mind. She was not settled even though Lucien told her that Tatum would watch for them while she eats and she could take her turn to be on watch when she was done with her meal.But she was not comfortable. She can feel something unpleasant is about to happen."Tatum, are you sure you checked the car for any trackers and got rid of them?" she asked instead. They were seated at the farthest corner from the entrance of the diner's area, closed to the wall. She checked for possible exits. The restrooms were behind the wall next to their spot. The restaurant was a two-story building. They were on the ground floor. Easy to get out but easy to get invaded as well. There were walls that divide and separate from one table to the other to provide slight privacy for every table's occupants. It was not easy to look around for the people in their seats, but anyone walking around will be easily
"What the hell is she doing?!" A middle-aged man, Charles Anderson, watching the camera footage live taken at the restaurant, was frowning so seriously. His sight was growing dim in extreme anger. "Why is she even there?"The members of the mercenary team that went to ambush Lucien Michaelson did not understand what their boss was talking about. They saw a woman with their target, and by the stand of that woman, even though she was wearing corporate lady's clothes, she was a private bodyguard. She had been the reason they failed all their attempts to take their target. They were hired to grab the grandson of the feared Lion of the Mafia World. If their task were to take him down, they could have done so in many ways. Blow his car off or take a snipe shot in many positions possible, but since they have to get him alive, they have to get close, very close, to do their task. And they have never failed in their jobs as miserably as the way they had today ever before. They are