Cynthia finished typing the draft on the notes app on her phone.
"Derrick," Cynthia called out for the bodyguard that stayed behind, he was slightly surprised that the biggest boss of them all knows his name. "While I sit down here and have my coffee with Leo, I want you to go and buy these for me,"
Leo was messing around with his phone too, Cynthia's hand trembled when she received a text.
/Detective
You better not try anything funny, remember that I have eyes on your family.
Everywhere.
Sat 17:05/
She took a leveling breath and then looked up at her bodyguard, "Why aren't you saying something?" she hissed, taking it out on the one man she could right now. She didn't know what was worse, for the man to give in to her demand and leave her, or for the man not to listen to her and jeopardize the safety of her family. There was no correct answer or demeanor really, at least, not one that Cynthia could think of right now.
