As Don approached, he offered the tall bodyguard a polite smile. "Good morning."
The man's head didn't so much as turn, his eyes fixed straight ahead. His expression remained hard as granite as he replied flatly, "Good morning, Mr. Bright."
Don nodded at the man's unshakable demeanor. 'I wonder how much hiring a bodyguard like him would cost,' he thought silently, his curiosity briefly flaring.
His attention soon shifted as the rear window of the car began to roll down. Inside, Ms. Claire sat poised and elegant as always, her presence commanding without being overbearing.
