Guard Pass 소설 & 이야기

When I asked him how the guards make sure it is not misused, he said once entering they have to give finger print, if it matches, then they have given the right code. When I had asked Falcon why he uses all these extreme measures, he had said that he can do whatever in order to protect his pack members. Entering inside, I was met by inside the gate “Hey” I smiled at him. “You did not inform me about your visit” he said in a serious tone. “I am sorry. I should have asked” I gave him a sheepish look. “It’s alright. Next time, it would be good if you inform me prior so that I can keep my schedule free” he explained as we walked down the path way which had trees on both the sides. Dry leaves sca

ARIA HALE “…..Her pills were tampered with. The pill bottles looked like they had been swapped at the audition. Do you know anyone who could have done that? Her condition is bad enough, we can’t afford to entertain more complications, Mr. Hale,” Doctor Watson’s voice sounded distant, almost like I was underwater. My father’s reply came; strained and low. “I understand, Doctor Watson. It’s under control. I am assigning a bodyguard to her today onwards,”

Now I can't tell if it as a result of contact lense or if it were natural. "Let her in, they just confirmed her invitation." Gray eyed whispered to bald head. "You are under, T-A502BI." Gray eye announced. "And your passcode is; 21594783. Have fun." Bald head bid me and left me to myself to wonder that huge house alone. It is like an estate and the Aebayo's owned it all. I finally walked towards the main entrance where another man stood and scanned me from head to toe with a metal detector. "You may now go in," the guard ushered and led me towards the dining room. I can perceive the aroma of boiled meats.

"No. I was looking at all the jewellery. Didn't know you had a stash like that." "It's not a stash. I just like nice things, and with nice things comes complicated codes." Russell wrapped his arms around me, then kissed my neck. "Got to protect your valuables." He said after. Yes, I'm glad that your stupid friends didn't know about this little secret space. And I'm glad that the code changes every day, and was sent to my phone, which was only accessible by my thumb print. So if your friends just happens to come here without my permission, they can't get in and if they get in my phone will get an alert that they had opened the door and would automatically lock if I don't confirm it.

They slide it across to the blonde-haired man, who smiles. He pockets the money and nods, “To get in, you need to knock three times. When the guard asks for the passcode, tell him, “The moon wanes only when she sleeps.’” I file the phrase in my mind and call the bartender over, handing him my payment. I’m not entirely sure what these men are talking about, but I’ll be ready to go when they are. Not ten minutes later, they all stand, slap some bills on the table, and head for the door.

While Abby just nodded, afterward, without waiting any longer, the newlyweds started walking again and turned left. There, there was a security guard guarding something. Apparently, the place being watched is a glass door, where visitors must have an access card to enter the area. If they did not have the card, then they could be sure that they will not be allowed to enter that location. Massimo, without further ado, reached into his trouser pocket as if he was looking for something.

"I am your new masseuse. You booked me online." I remembered the process. I was only crippled, not a nonentity. "Hand over the phone to my guard," I ordered, refusing to have any familiarity with her. She could just do her job and get out of the way so we wouldn't have to communicate for so long. That would please me more. "Sir?" "You can let her in. She would get a passcode from me and immediately she hands that over to you, she is allowed to enter only the first gate." I instructed him.

Or maybe he just didn’t want to die a horrible death like the rest. His legs shook, and without realizing, at Adrian’s words, he wet his pants. “What’s your name?” Adrian asked. Before he could think, his mouth instinctively answered. “Pe—Peter,” he stammered. His eyes were wide, watching every motion. He had just seen Adrian flick his hand slightly—and the men dropped. Even worse was how Gabriel and the other guard had horribly died. “Now open the door,” Adrian said. The door was locked, accessible only by those with authorized ID. Some areas of the building were restricted this way, designed to maintain order and tight security—so that no outsider, even if they breached the base, could mov

"Security! Over here! Someone has trespassed the manor. Didn't you realize that?" Two security guards heard her and went to her on the e-bikes they used for patrolling. The guards knew almost every owner, but they were unfamiliar with Chad. One of the guards said sternly, "Sir, please show us your access card!" Chad shook his phone. "I use the NFC in my phone to unlock the door." The middle-aged security guard saw Chad's phone and scoffed.

"Unless the owner gives us the key, we won't have the key! Just now we called the internal line but we couldn't get through. It seems that the phone isn't placed in the right position. We also checked the surveillance. Miss Karlson hasn't been out yet and no outsiders were entering. There shouldn't be any big deal, right? How about we find a locksmith or call the police?" "This is a passcode security system! I'm sure any locksmith certainly can't open it..." As soon as the security guards reminded him, Kevin remembered that he knew the passcode! Turning around, he quickly entered a few numbers. Once the passcode was entered correctly, the door slammed open and he rushed in. "Kaya, Kaya..."