âOur boss has decreed that no one but he may approach her, declared Fletcher, the leader of the ninth unit of National Security Bureau tasked with guarding the villa and ensuring Lucindaâs safety.
â
He approached swiftly and halted before them, scrutinizing Kenneth with a frosty gaze.
Following Nathanâs departure, he entrusted Fletcher with his wifeâs safety, necessitating constant vigilance in the perilous environment.
Kennethâs hand, inches from the door, paused mid-air, his fingers tensing before he withdrew, slipping his hand back into his pocket.
Kenneth, eyeing the tall figure before him, expressed his displeasure to Everett.
âMr.
Gomez, your rules are quite intriguing.
How can a guard display such arrogance?â
Everett responded with a smirk, âI apologize.
My team adheres strictly to the rules, unaffected by personal feelings or reactions.
And remember what I just mentioned?â
Everettâs casual demeanor shifted to a more menacing tone.
âIf your memory fails you, Iâm here to remind you of the bounds of this territory.
Iâm sure your boss has no tolerance for insubordination, much like myself.
â
The air chilled instantly.
Kennethâs subtle attempt to infiltrate the room was thwarted.
Behind his sunglasses, his gaze sharpened, and his fists clenched inside his trouser pockets.
Fletcher blocked his path steadfastly, with Everett subtly adding pressure, leaving Kenneth no room to maneuver.
Realizing his initial plan was untenable, Kenneth adopted a more conciliatory approach.
âI apologize, Mr.
Gomez.
My only intent is to fulfill my bossâs orders.
Please excuse any indiscretion.
â
Currently, Everettâs primary concern was Lucindaâs well-being, especially given the ominous warning from Nathan before his departure.
Thus, he dismissed Kenneth somewhat abruptly, saying, âYou insisted on seeing her, and I already granted you that wish.
She is, after all, Nathanâs wife, and weâre well aware of the National Security Bureauâs reach.
I abducted her merely for leverage and cannot afford any harm to come to her.
Relay to Mr.
Murray that if he genuinely wishes to collaborate, he should negotiate in person without resorting to subterfuge.
â
Having been instructed to leave, Kenneth, as Mr.
Murrayâs bodyguard, complied, saying, âIâll convey your message.
My apologies for the intrusion, Mr.
Gomez.
â
With a nod, Kenneth departed, crossing the hall and courtyard.
Upon reaching the exit, Kenneth paused momentarily, sensing something in the vicinity before proceeding cautiously.
In the shadowy depths of the forest, several black vehicles lay hidden.
These were special units of the National Security Bureau, lurking silently like formidable beasts in wait.
Nathan gazed quietly ahead, his jawline casting a smooth silhouette under the moonlight.
Abruptly, he commanded in a chilling tone, âInvestigate them, particularly the one leading.
Thereâs something off about him.
â
Larry, sitting beside him, responded instantly but with caution, âMr.
Payne, Iâm not sure.
Theyâre cunning.
How did they show up so quickly? And there are only three of them.
I think these people were just sent by their leader to gauge the situation.
â
Nathan, with narrowed eyes, replied firmly, âJust do as I say.
â
He couldnât explain it, but from a distance, the demeanor of the lead bodyguard struck him as distinctly different, almost familiar.