Fnaf Security Guards Novels & Stories

She found herself wondering if his shoulders really were that broad, or was it padding. By his handsome gruff looks she guessed he was probably ex military. She then wondered why her husband had hired more security. “Pete,who is this?” She asked, her curiosity getting the best of her. She pasted on her polished fake smile. “Ma’am, this is Nick Lane. Mr. King hired him for a security position a few weeks back. Are you sure you’re alright, Ma’am ?” He asked her once more.

However, unintentionally Aniya wasn’t letting her do it. For better understanding, Jeff had moved closer to them to have a clear understanding of the situation. “No, Mr. Garner. What I mean to say is. Your security should be of utmost importance to everyone. This guard is not going there to enjoy a picnic. He must be on duty. Either make him sit in your car or… “What?” “B…But Mr. Garner…” She was about to say something when she got quiet and then sighed on the phone, “OK. Mr. Garner. Got it. You have bodyguards with you, already. I understand I was just getting worried for you. Thanks.”

“The least I could do is be a little grateful.” Selena shook her head again but didn’t say anything. Government missions were always high-risk jobs, but as Abhay had pointed out, they pay a hefty sum for it. Like retrieving all data stored inside the computer of a multinational company that the government suspected of dealing in illegal arms trade. That was the extent of their assignment. When it came to protecting big names, it was Julian’s territory. Turner Security Agency provided security to celebrities and high-ranking officers in Canada. Selena and Abhay occasionally helped the police and government officials solve cases but that wasn’t their main focus right now.

“Thank you, Honey. By the way, I called Dad. I’m going there tonight.” “No problem! Give my regards to him.” “Sure, I will. If there's anything, just call me, okay? Anyway, the security guard is now on duty, and according to Alan there are two of them every eight hours.” Ericka looked at him in shock, “You mean to say that we hired three pairs of security to have a 24 hours security?” “Yes, indeed.” “Isn't it too much?” “It’s okay, Hon. As long everyone is safe”

Connie frowned and ordered the security guards who were at the scene, "Throw them out." The alarm bell rang loudly as Francis, the new security chief of Frimpong International Energy and Technology, led the security team and rushed out to hold down the men. In the midst of everyone's uproar, the men were thrown out together with their resumes. The military men only knew how to fight! At the entrance of Frimpong International Energy and Technology, Rex and Anthony were still fighting. Finally, Nathan managed to separate the two with much effort, Rex was still cursing and kicking when Nathan dragged Anthony away from him.

Rusty said, "Gonzo just got in by the skin of his teeth and a choice someone else made." Dix frowned. "Explain." "You know of Jon Rudnick and Zane Alexander?" he asked. Dix nodded. "I do." "Well, the guy originally assigned to take - to join this team, decided to put in his papers. He's joining Rudnick and Alexander and two other guys in a private security agency they started here in Virginia Beach." A little switch tripped in Dix's brain. "Private security?" "Uh-huh," Rusty told him. It's called G.A.P.S. Guardian Angel Protective Service. Even got a motto. We cover your six when God's too busy."

Logan is our eyes in security, he lives and breathes in watching people, our very own god-eye. “Boss, De Stefano's has a total of 166 men, both guards and armed security personnel, all situated in every nook and cranny of the old home, even in the rooms. There's always a man watching.” Logan reported. I nodded and allowed the information to sink in for a moment. “Arms?”

“Alerion. I was gonna tell you.” “Tell me what? That you hired private guards for Val without telling a single fucking person, you sneaky bastard?” “I didn’t hire them. I arranged them.” He gestured. “Private security firm. Specializes in high-value targets. They’re the best.” “We already have security.” “We have us. Four brothers who can’t stop beefing long enough to coordinate shit.” Zane’s voice was hard. “Val needs real professional protection. People who won’t get distracted by egos.”

Fernando smiled thinly. “What do you mean, security guard?” Gao Qiang snorted in dissatisfaction. “I guard the Royal Entertainment Company. I’m responsible for the common areas on the second and third floors. Without me, this place would be chaos. Do you know how much I earn? One million yuan a year!” “Oh.” Fernando nodded slowly. With hundreds of branches across the country, such a salary was not unusual. But why did security guards still need to act like thugs? "Stop!" Gao Qiang raised his hand, blocking Fernando's path.

I’m standing in front of the gate as I took a deep breath. I asked the security guard of the gate, a burly man with a face like a bulldog, "Hello, Is Connor here? Can I see him?.” “Who are you? What is your name?”he asked. “I’m Franco,”I replied. The guard eyed me suspiciously, his gaze lingering on my worn leather jacket and the scuffed boots I wore. “Hold on,”he barked, and before I could protest, he slammed the gate shut with a clang that echoed through the vast, manicured grounds.