Guard Pass Novels & Stories

I waved the phone in my hand. “My phone ran out of battery and shut down. Can I borrow a power bank from your front desk to turn it back on? That’s not too much to ask, is it? “Otherwise, how else am I supposed to transfer the two million to you?” Howard and Sasha exchanged a glance. “Alright. Give her a power bank!” Sasha let out a cold laugh and gave the security guard a nod. “Keep a close eye on the main gate. Don’t let even a fly out until the money clears!”

Another text from Vorian. “Passcode is 4729.” I punch it in, my fingers trembling, and the door clicks open. I step inside, and my breath catches. I am staring, frozen, my eyes wide, not believing what I am seeing.

She lowered her voice and continued, "Recently, the faculty has been quietly investigating this, but there hasn't been solid evidence. Now that Lucy has suddenly disappeared, she might have run into real danger. "We need to find some clues before the police get involved." I nodded eagerly. As expected from an educated person, Elaine's thought process was on a different level from mine. Honestly, I had been a security guard my whole life. My head was always full of crude thoughts and nothing more than base instincts. It also explained why I couldn't read a situation as simple as this. Elaine added, "You've been keeping the main gate tight lately, so outsiders can't get in. That's probably why

"Okay, He wrapped his arm around me when the elevator closed and rested his chin on my head as we waited for the elevator to reach our stop. When it opened, Gian led me to his unit. "Room 2705." Remember, Okay. I don't want you to be in the wrong room. " "Yah, I don't have a memory gap. " I huffed. He chucked and keyed in his door passcode. "The door passcode is your birthday, but you can use fingerprints too, but only my fingerprints work here for now. I'll add your fingerprints when always come here." He pushed the door open, and I gasped when, as soon as the door closed, he pulled in his embrace, and his lips covered mine.

I take a deep breath. “The door is not actually hard to find. It is a metal door insulated with electricity, no one can touch it without getting burnt. The password on the keypad is 9-4-1-2. The truth is my father has a single systematic key that can revoke requests so it's up to you to be smart about it, depending on the information I just gave you. I just don't want to be involved in the Landmines issues and I don't care if my father loses money.” “You didn't have to tell me all this but thank you, Mason,” He pressed a soft kiss on my lips, lingering to leave more tiny smooches like he couldn't get enough.

different. For one, there were security guards stationed outside, alert and watchful. They gave Lachlan a respectful nod as we passed, and he nodded back, his expression unreadable. Then, as we approached the front door, he punched in a passcode that hadn’t been there before. I glanced at him, raising an eyebrow, but he only gave a small, reassuring smile. I didn’t press him on it—I was too drained to even think about questioning anything right now. All I wanted was to go inside, be home, and finally rest.

the guard grunted, not looking up from his tablet. “Digital submission, chief. ID 449-Bravo,” Jinyan said, voice dropping an octave, adopting a rougher, flatter cadence. “System’s been lagging all morning. Don’t tell me I have to park and go back inside.” The guard tapped his screen. Panni held their breath, hand hovering near the door handle, ready to bolt. The seconds stretched, elastic and painful. “System’s clear,” the guard mumbled. He walked to the front of the truck, shining a light on the license plate, then walked back. He peered into the cab, his gaze landing on Panni.

"They need you now." Kade slowly backs us away from the door, keeping me behind him the entire time. His free hand is already shifting into claws and I know he's preparing for a fight. "Tell me something," Kade says conversationally. "What's the patrol password for today?" Silence. Complete and total silence from the other side of the door. Every pack has rotating passwords that change daily for exactly this reason, to identify imposters and enemies trying to infiltrate. A real sentry would know the password without hesitation.

The guards locked the gate immediately. I had no other choice but to enter inside. Time is too fast—but the blood on that man’s hands… What happened? What hideout? What are they talking about? I walked through that room, hoping they forgot to lock it. But it was actually locked. I tried to ask Anna about the password. “What is the password of the room?” I asked her. “I have no idea, Mrs. Montez. The password of this room is only Mr. Montez’s knowledge. None of us here knows about the password,” Anna answered after she left me. What is he hiding in this room? Why did he have to lock it with a password?

Checks my pulse the way she’s seen Miriam do it at every appointment. “How strong?” “Strong.” I breathe through the next one to show her. Hannah keeps her hand on my back. Firmly and solid. When it eases she stands up. “I’m getting the guard, we need Garrett.” “Hannah...” “I know, just let me get him. You focus on breathing.” She’s out the door before I can argue. The guard’s name is Pete. He’s been on rotation for three weeks. Solid guy, the way Ezra’s men usually are. He comes to the bedroom door, takes everything in with one look, and pulls out his phone.