Brutus's POV
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"Wahhhhhh!"
Standing at the massive security gate of the Frostburne family mansion, I stifled a yawn, feeling bored out of my mind.
My junior colleagues nearby looked equally uninterested.
With a sigh, I glanced down at my smart watch.
10:30 a.m.
The sun was mostly hidden by clouds, casting a dim light across the grounds.
The weather was perfect—not too hot, not too cold.
Balanced...
Normally, I'd appreciate the calm day, but today wasn't one of those days.
I still had three more hours before I could even think about taking a break.
Any hope of resting seemed impossible with all the cameras around.
Not that I was worried about those—I could easily bypass them thanks to my rank.
The real issue was that old geezer...
The thought of him alone made me shudder.
If he caught me slacking off, he'd definitely follow through on his threats.
