Novel & Cerita Night Guard Jobs

Three months to go, and she’s already ready to get the baby out of her. The days blur together. Guard duty with Astra, where I force myself to stay alert despite the exhaustion making my bones ache. Night rounds in the cold darkness, jumping at every shadow. The brief moments in my room where I collapse onto my bed, only to wake minutes later choking on nightmares. By the eighth night, I’m running on fumes and desperation. When I first see the movement, I don’t pay attention to it. But then I hear the sound of rustling in the trees at the edge of the forest.

Nicholas did not inquire anything about that. After Logan suggested that, Nicholas agreed to it and let Logan and Zane stand guard at the dormitory. After all, Logan might be related to the Pascal family or had a powerful background. Hence, Nicholas did not dare to turn Logan down. From then on, Logan's job was to go patrolling the university in a patrol car every day. He spent the rest of the time standing guard in front of the dormitory. His job was very simple. Although it was standing guard, he could spend most of the time sitting in the security post. If there was any issue, they would have to resolve it immediately.

The security guard paused to think, then replied, "That day, Stephen and I were on duty. We were together around noon. He mentioned a problem with the camera at Point A and went there with a ladder. I didn't really watch him because I didn't know what was up, and I didn't notice any tampering with the cameras. "There are just too many cameras in this building, and I'm the only one on duty at night. It's tough to monitor them all. Stephen handles that camera, so it's not my responsibility." The security guard was quick to distance himself from any blame. "Is Stephen working tonight?" Koven asked immediately. "No, he's got the day shift today. I'm alone on the night shift," the man answered. K

Monitors displayed various angles of the mansion, including Ethan’s office and Katniss’s room. Luckily, the guard wasn’t here. The frustrating part? I wasn’t assigned to the CCTV footage section. But I knew the password to the system, thanks to some casual chats with my other security partners. There were two shifts—day and night. As for the night guard? Who knows where he went. Maybe he’s taking a break or just slacking off, same as earlier when I came here, and no one was around. No complaints from me, though. This was the perfect chance.

A ceremony present for my Luna Queen. It seems no time at all has passed when we go to bed that night. I still can't sleep properly, though. I just watch my girl sleep while I stay on alert all night. Jace agrees with me on this. We keep checking the corners for lurking shadows. I'm not sure if the guardians met literal shadows or just dark creatures. Maybe that is how we are being monitored. I have an extremely strong coffee in the morning to stay on alert. Two more nights. I could do this. I have to do this.

Delphos. Present time town of Lovecraft County. 21 o'clock at night. It was a rainy night, when lightning and thunder cut the sky. A group of security guards, at night, were inspecting the building of the Multiverses company, among them, the 6 oldest, who had their flashlights at night, during the dark corridors. At that time, a group of 6 veteran security guards who had been working for over 30 years in the same company, they entered the place, they were worried, the news about the delay in payments reached four security guards.

I tried to keep busy, but I kept checking my phone. Every damn minute. Hoping. And then, one hour before the gala, her message came through: I’ll go. I let out a slow breath. Smiled. Okay. I’ll be there in 30 minutes. I typed back and tossed my phone aside. I already knew how tonight would end. She was going to walk in and turn every damn head in that room. Mine included. Thirty minutes later, I was at her penthouse. Being her former bodyguard meant I still had the code.

He is glad I am getting along with the work center YN, because we work hand in hand. LT told me not to worry about duty this week, along with PT, because he did want me to get everything, I needed to take care of done. Like going to the DMV, and actually buying a car. That duty sections will be fine without me this week. I remembered to ask, “so when we are on duty on shore commands, how does that work and where do we sleep since we can’t go home for the night?” He laughed. “They have barracks, that we sleep in overnight, but whoever is the higher rank in the work center has a radio, and whoever is on watch, has a radio, just in case something goes wrong.” I nodded; it makes sense.

I'm not allowed to leave my room after eight o'clock at night. Mama works at a well-known club. She's a waitress there, and over time, the manager convinced her to become an entertainer and a paid companion. Her duty is from five in the afternoon until twelve o'clock in the morning. She's given the graveyard shift, so she often comes home drunk and exhausted in the evenings.

"Just drop the formalities already. Just call me by my name, you have my permission." "No can do. I'm still on the job." "It's night time. Let's say you're off duty now since I returned to my room." "The job requires me to be on guard 24/7" "24/7?! Who made up that rule?!" "Mr. Wayne did" What the?! Her palm unconsciously crawled its way to her creased forehead, massaging it to ease her shock. Planting a security personnel with me was already absurd but to the extent of staying alert round the clock? Heck, someone might think I'm a prisoner on probation or something!