Tuesday, 10 January 2017

Back Seat Guarding

By the third time she had arrived at the hotel across the street, the two men I had stationed by the front door were enamored with her.

I watched them leer as she stepped out of the limo, with a bodyguard. Yes, she was attractive, but still. I walked over and chewed them out, telling them in very clear terms that they had to be more careful, instead of watching her, they should be watching the security guard who was clearly armed who was with her.

Of course, now I know we should all have been watching the limo driver…

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