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Authors: June Stevens, DJ Westerfield
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remember to do it every time she opened her mouth around Prince for the next week or longer. And she’d already used her normal speaking voice and accent with his receptionist and secretary. Nothing to do but wing it and hope he hadn’t heard her voice well in the ballroom over the orchestra music that had played all night. While they had spoken on the terrace, she knew her voice had been more breathy than usual at that point.
Taking a deep breath and clearing her throat, she said, “And you as well, Mr. Prince.”
Cindy held her breath, watching Sebastian’s eyes and facial expressions for any signs he recognized her, but there weren’t any. His face was passive, unreadable, and then slipped into a mask of incredulity.
“This tiny woman is supposed to be my body guard? No offense,” he said, glancing at her then turning his attention back to Faye. “I would really feel more comfortable with one of those big guys that guarded me last night and this morning.”
Cindy stepped in front of Faye so she was in Sebastian’s direct line of sight. “No offense taken, however before you make a snap judgment, there are a couple of things you should know. Godmother Security is the best in the field, and I am the company’s best agent. This is not a brag, it is fact. Despite their larger size and strength, neither of the two men that have been guarding you have ever bested me in hand to hand combat. Though they are both trained snipers, my shooting skills are on par with theirs, and actually better in close quarters situations. In addition, I am a former profiler for the FBI counter-terrorism unit, and have the unique skills to pose as your assistant while observing the individuals you come into contact with during your work day in case the assassin your cousin hired poses as a potential client to get up close and personal. Though Gus and Jack are excellent guards they don’t quite fit “personal assistant” mold, and it was my understanding you wanted your daytime guard to be discreet and blend. So, you can either have the best of the best, or you can continue to be a douchebag misogynist and put your own life at risk. Your choice.”
“What she said,” Faye said from behind Cindy, a hint of laughter in her voice.
Sebastian put his hands up in front of his chest as if in surrender. “I apologize. No sexism or douchebaggery was intended. I agree that Godmother Security is the best in the private security business, and if you, Ms. Ashe, are the best the agency has to offer, then I definitely want you on my team.”
“Good,” Faye said, stepping from behind Cindy to take a seat in front of the desk, motioning for Cindy to take the chair next to her. Sebastian took his place behind the desk. Faye continued, “I’m glad that is settled. Cindy will guard you during office hours. As we already discussed, Frank will drive you to and from work, and anywhere you need to go during office hours. Jack and Gus will be stationed at the hotel, and will take alternating shifts for the evening and overnight. Until this matter is cleared up it is best that you don’t work late or go out in the evenings. Hopefully we will have this all cleared up by the press conference on Friday, but no guarantees.”
“I understand,” Sebastian told her, seemingly unconcerned. “And what about the other business we discussed?”
“Ahh, yes, that,” Faye said. She looked at Cindy, her expression blank. “A woman Mr. Prince met at the charity ball he attended Saturday night left a piece of jewelry in his suite. This morning a press release went out to local media outlets. By lunch it will be on all of the networks. Mr. Prince has set up a hotline to weed out all but the most viable respondents.”
Cindy felt like all of the blood in her body had drained into her stomach, she felt weak and nauseated. “A press release and hotline? I don’t understand.”
“To find the
Taking a deep breath and clearing her throat, she said, “And you as well, Mr. Prince.”
Cindy held her breath, watching Sebastian’s eyes and facial expressions for any signs he recognized her, but there weren’t any. His face was passive, unreadable, and then slipped into a mask of incredulity.
“This tiny woman is supposed to be my body guard? No offense,” he said, glancing at her then turning his attention back to Faye. “I would really feel more comfortable with one of those big guys that guarded me last night and this morning.”
Cindy stepped in front of Faye so she was in Sebastian’s direct line of sight. “No offense taken, however before you make a snap judgment, there are a couple of things you should know. Godmother Security is the best in the field, and I am the company’s best agent. This is not a brag, it is fact. Despite their larger size and strength, neither of the two men that have been guarding you have ever bested me in hand to hand combat. Though they are both trained snipers, my shooting skills are on par with theirs, and actually better in close quarters situations. In addition, I am a former profiler for the FBI counter-terrorism unit, and have the unique skills to pose as your assistant while observing the individuals you come into contact with during your work day in case the assassin your cousin hired poses as a potential client to get up close and personal. Though Gus and Jack are excellent guards they don’t quite fit “personal assistant” mold, and it was my understanding you wanted your daytime guard to be discreet and blend. So, you can either have the best of the best, or you can continue to be a douchebag misogynist and put your own life at risk. Your choice.”
“What she said,” Faye said from behind Cindy, a hint of laughter in her voice.
Sebastian put his hands up in front of his chest as if in surrender. “I apologize. No sexism or douchebaggery was intended. I agree that Godmother Security is the best in the private security business, and if you, Ms. Ashe, are the best the agency has to offer, then I definitely want you on my team.”
“Good,” Faye said, stepping from behind Cindy to take a seat in front of the desk, motioning for Cindy to take the chair next to her. Sebastian took his place behind the desk. Faye continued, “I’m glad that is settled. Cindy will guard you during office hours. As we already discussed, Frank will drive you to and from work, and anywhere you need to go during office hours. Jack and Gus will be stationed at the hotel, and will take alternating shifts for the evening and overnight. Until this matter is cleared up it is best that you don’t work late or go out in the evenings. Hopefully we will have this all cleared up by the press conference on Friday, but no guarantees.”
“I understand,” Sebastian told her, seemingly unconcerned. “And what about the other business we discussed?”
“Ahh, yes, that,” Faye said. She looked at Cindy, her expression blank. “A woman Mr. Prince met at the charity ball he attended Saturday night left a piece of jewelry in his suite. This morning a press release went out to local media outlets. By lunch it will be on all of the networks. Mr. Prince has set up a hotline to weed out all but the most viable respondents.”
Cindy felt like all of the blood in her body had drained into her stomach, she felt weak and nauseated. “A press release and hotline? I don’t understand.”
“To find the
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