[Paris, The Museum Louvre - Second Floor | Bottom Level]
"This is the associate of Jaxon you mentioned?" she inquired, her voice sharp and clear.
"Yes, ma'am," the guard replied, standing at attention. "He claims to be here on official business."
The woman, who I assumed was the supervisor, motioned for me to sit.
"State your purpose, "Mercenary Axel," she demanded, her tone brooking no argument.
"I'm here to assess a potential security risk,"
I replied calmly, meeting her gaze with unwavering confidence.
"I have reason to believe that a specific area of the museum may be targeted."
Her eyebrows arched in surprise. "Specific area?" she repeated, her voice sharp. "Which one?"
"The Tower Shard," I replied, my voice a low murmur. "It houses a priceless artifact that could be a target for theft or vandalism."
