"Sir, a man by the name Mr Owen is here to see you" Stephanie, Davin assistant said...
"Bring him in" he said while typing away on his laptop..
Few seconds later, a tall man with ginger hair walked in with an envelope in his hands..
"So what did you find" Davin asked as he relaxed on his seat, giving the visitor his undivided attention..
Truth was he only gave his attention and time because it was something that had to do with kathryn.
Bringing out some documents and pictures from the envelope he handed some to Davin, who patiently went through every information on the documents..
" So the owner of that plate number is a member of a drug organization called Dune" Davin asked..
"Yes, but not just any drug organization....Dune is the biggest drug syndicate organization in south and north America, and just three years ago they advanced into the country and so far has dominated other underworld organization and overthrown many" the Personal investigator answered succinctly..
The more information he heard about this organization the more unsettling he became..
'What does these people want with Kathryn' he wondered.
"Any other thing I need to know" he asked..
"Well yes, my source told me that the current leader of Dune isn't this Alfredo guy in this picture" he said pointing at the picture Davin was holding..
"I was told he is just a front covering for the real owner " he said
"So who is this real owner, and why is his picture not here?"Arthur asked looking through the pictures he had in his hands..
"His name is Baron Carlos Rodriguez , a 40 year old , he is not married and also a very ruthless man.....and about his picture, no one knows what he looks like except his closest men....but I was told he comes into the country ones or twice in year for some important business..." he said
"Hmmm"
"Oh also, just another tiny detail that might not be relevant but six years ago it was rumored that he burnt alive a couple for refusing to give him the hand of their fifteen year old daughter in marriage and the said daughter committed suicide afterwards not being able to handle the pain".....
"Hmmm"
"Like I said it might not be relevant" the PI said..
"I need the picture of this Carlos guy, I need to see what he looks like" Davin commanded..
"That will require me to go to Mexico and even so I don't know what the guy looks like" the PI argued..
"I don't care how you do it, I need the picture on my desk in a three days time, I will triple your pay" Davin said.
Hearing the last part of his statement he didn't retort anymore....he was already paid a ridiculous fee now imagine tripling that...
"Fine , I will try my best" he said..
"You can leave" he ordered and went back to his work..
Mr Owen got up, took the documents and made his way to the door..
On reaching to the door he stopped..
"If I may ask president Davin, who was been tailed" he asked..
"Its on a need to know basis, and at this moment you dont need to know." Davin said not offering him a glance...
"Well, whoever it is should definately hire some muscles" Mr Owen said and left the office..
Hearing what he said, Davin stopped working and laid his back on his seat and sighed..
Grabbing his office phone he called his assistant after what seemed like thirty minutes of unproductivity...
"Yes sir" she said as she entered his office..
"Cancel all my appointment today" he said as he grabbed his suit jacket and left the office.
_______________________________________________
Clad in black shirt with black pants, he walked in elegantly towards the receptionist desk..
He looked dashing and was definately a sight for sore eyes..
The fitted black shirt he wore outlined his robust physique that made both genders drool...
"Excuse me, please can you direct me to the office of president Kathryn" he asked the awestruck receptionist..
"Excuse me" he said few seconds later when he didn't get any reply from the receptionist..
Recovering from her reverie she bent her head in embarrassment...
"The office of your president please" he asked again...
"Oh, yeah...do you have an appointment with her" she asked..
"Yes I do" he answered..
"Ok, please give me a minute" she said as she punched in strings of number into the office line.
"Ma'am mr carter is here to see you" the receptionist said..
"Bring him to my office" she replied and continued with what she was doing..
Few minutes later Yvonne brought him into her office..
"Please have a seat" she offered as she finished up her work...
Looking at his calm face and disposition he didn't seem anxious or nervous at all...
He was relaxed and waited patiently for kathryn to talk...
Impressed with his disposition,Kathryn couldn't help but comment on it.
"You seem exceptionally calm for someone who was invited to the office of his new boss" she asked..
"Oh, this is actually my natural disposition ma'am" he replied perfunctorily..
"I can imagine" she said smirking..
"I will go straight to the point, you are not qualified to be my personal assistant..."
He looked confused at her statement, just a moment ago he heard her clearly say she was her new boss..
"Then why am I here" he asked rather calmly..
"I have a counter offer...."
"I want you to be my personal bodyguard, as a matter of fact the head of my security detail" she said, laying back on her seat as she watched his reaction...
"No" he said almost immediately, seeing that his reaction looked suspicious he took a deep breath and sat back at his seat..
"I mean, I can't be your bodyguard"
"Why not" she asked
"Because I can't protect you, am not skilled enough...dont be deceived by these body, it's a result of my work out at the gym..." rambled on..
She stared at him keenly, amused at how rattled he was...
Just a moment ago he was calm and collected, now all it took was one sentence to make him distorted..
"I don't see how the captain of the special seal team can't protect me", she said as a matter of fact.
He snapped his head immediately he heard her last statement.
His aura that he tried so hard to conceal so far oozed naturally from all the pores of his skin..
His face was ashen and his countenance changed immediately...
He looked intimidating but did he think he could intimidate her...
'That's what I thought' she smirked..
"I don't know what you are talking about" he flatly denied..
Seemly prepared for this scenario she brought some files from her drawer and handed him some document ...
He tried hard to conceal his shock but it was there....he couldn't believe it...
'How is this possible'..
"This files were redacted" he said solemnly..
"How did you get it" he asked..
"I have my ways" she replied..
He looked up and stared at her for a full two minutes...
This time there was a look uncertainty and anxiety in his eyes..
"You were dishonorably discharged after doing two tours in Afghanistan and one tour in Syria, because you wouldn't carry out the barbaric order given by Lt general Adam, correct?"
This time he was beyond shocked, he wondered how she got access to those highly classified information..
"I can help clear your name, as a matter of fact just a phone call this minute and your name will make the breaking News by 6pm today, cleared and exonerated if you accept to work for me as my personal bodyguard and chief of security" she sweetened the deal..
"A lot of things are at stake, sorry I can't work for you" he said getting up..
"You underestimate me captain pierce.." she said coldly..
She hated when someone looked down on her..
"When you change your mind, you know where to find me"..she said and got back to her work..
He stood there for a few minutes before seeing himself out....