“A cup of coffee and the list of weapons you would like to have brought here,” Lucien answered when he saw Brianna was no longer patient to wait for his orders. He actually had the answer in his mind ever since they were in the lift going up to his office, but he intentionally delayed saying them as he wanted her close, side by side with him, not behind him like a bodyguard as to her knowledge. “Please tell Vicky to be in my office on your way out,” he added. He needed to brief Vicky of their arrangement to be sure Brianna would not feel distressed since Clark said she was having a memory loss. “How do you like your coffee is made, Sir?” Brianna asked before leaving his office. “I will take any coffee you would bring me. You can make it according to your preferences,” Lucien nonchalantly answered. He was not even looking at her as he busied himself, checking the pile of folders on his desk. He was not able to get to work yesterd
Tatum left with a black bag full of different kinds of weapons. Leandro Michaelson ordered Enzo to prepare the bag with Tatum and make sure the more reliable easy to carry weapons of any kind were placed inside the bag. Then he demanded to dig everything there is about the new lady bodyguard that is said to be doing an excellent job around Lucien. “I want to know everything there is about this bodyguard. Do I make myself clear?” Leandro sternly stated. “Yes, Master,” Enzo replied mannerly. Then he excused himself to execute the tasks he was ordered to do. Leaving a still frowning in annoyance and bewilderment Leandro as the thoughts of what Tatum said earlier replayed in his mind. Enzo did everything he could. And he presented the results to his Master right away. “What?!” Leandro snarled at Enzo when he saw the file stating everything about the lady. Or the girl, as what the file says if he understood it right. “
The rest of the morning passed with Brianna making sure of Lucien's safety with all that she could manage. Before lunchtime came, Tatum arrived with a big bag on his shoulder. He informed Vicky of his arrival and told her he was to bring something the boss had asked him to bring. Vicky just gave him a nod, and Tatum knew he already got the go signal to see the boss in his private office. Tatum looked around to see if Brianna was anywhere outside the boss' office. He assumed she was inside the office when he did not see her anywhere, no matter how hard he checked the surroundings. He knocked on Lucien's door, and Brianna opened the door for him. He was a bit surprised, but then he did not let his reaction show. He simply nodded his thanks to Brianna and headed in to report to his boss. "Boss, I have the weapons you asked me to bring over," Tatum carefully placed the bag on the center table of Lucien's receiving area. A set of two single comfortable leather chairs to the left and anothe
"Try to check if you can trace the car that sent Anna to work that day of her interview," Lucien asked Tatum to move closer as he was not sure when Brianna would be back. "I cannot recall exactly what car it was, not even the color as I have seen a lot of cars ever since then. I suggest you check the surveillance cameras around the vicinity of the company surveillance did not capture it. She was dropped upfront of the building, the main entrance.""Yes, sir," replied Tatum shortly. "Ahh, may I ask what specifically do I have to look for?" Tatum was reluctant to ask, but he wanted to be sure."Check where that car is right now and who was driving it," Lucien dismissed Tatum when he heard a door open and shut. "You can go now," he spoke in his normal voice, unlike earlier when Bianca was not around. He was almost whispering."Yes, sir."Lucien was curious to find that Brianna had no one to contact for an emergency. He was sure
They arrived at a fine restaurant. Brianna kept her alert, guarding mind. She was not settled even though Lucien told her that Tatum would watch for them while she eats and she could take her turn to be on watch when she was done with her meal.But she was not comfortable. She can feel something unpleasant is about to happen."Tatum, are you sure you checked the car for any trackers and got rid of them?" she asked instead. They were seated at the farthest corner from the entrance of the diner's area, closed to the wall. She checked for possible exits. The restrooms were behind the wall next to their spot. The restaurant was a two-story building. They were on the ground floor. Easy to get out but easy to get invaded as well. There were walls that divide and separate from one table to the other to provide slight privacy for every table's occupants. It was not easy to look around for the people in their seats, but anyone walking around will be easily
"What the hell is she doing?!" A middle-aged man, Charles Anderson, watching the camera footage live taken at the restaurant, was frowning so seriously. His sight was growing dim in extreme anger. "Why is she even there?"The members of the mercenary team that went to ambush Lucien Michaelson did not understand what their boss was talking about. They saw a woman with their target, and by the stand of that woman, even though she was wearing corporate lady's clothes, she was a private bodyguard. She had been the reason they failed all their attempts to take their target. They were hired to grab the grandson of the feared Lion of the Mafia World. If their task were to take him down, they could have done so in many ways. Blow his car off or take a snipe shot in many positions possible, but since they have to get him alive, they have to get close, very close, to do their task. And they have never failed in their jobs as miserably as the way they had today ever before. They are
"Based on what I know about B, there is nothing that can bend her will to avenge her parents' death. I think she is winning their trust if I am right to say she was caught faking her identity as a secretary. We both know she can do more than an assistant or secretary position job," Jack was beyond convinced Brianna is going through something, although he cannot ask her right now to confirm his assumptions. She can be very convincing in everything she does if she puts her focus into whatever it may be. And this time, Jack assumes Brianna is doing her very best to execute her revenge served cold. "Then why would she be out there in her real face?" Charles asked, still irritated. Who wouldn't be? He lost a few of his top-notched mercenary men because of her. She is becoming a hindrance. If she keeps being so, Charles will have to take her down as well. "Maybe because she didn't have a chance to conceal it when they got into the road accident that day," Jack knew Brianna
Tatum drove the car to where Brianna was holding the guy restrained. Lucien wanted to help, but Brianna restricted him. She was waiting for anything Tatum would give her to tie the captive up securely."Sir, please get in the car. We will put this guy in the trunk, and we will head out," Brianna stated. But Lucien did not comply. He stood there watching every move she made.She skillfully tied the man with a rope. Tatum helped to lift the guy into the trunk, but both Lucien and Tatum were taken by surprise when Brianna checked the guy's mouth for something and pulled out of it a capsule."What's that?" Asked an amused Lucien."Cyanide capsule, sir," Brianna nonchalantly answered."You mean a poison?" Lucien asked again. He could not believe what and how she just said it like it was very common knowledge to know for everyone and only he did not get the notice. Lucien looked up at Tatum, questioning. But Tatum was eq
Five years later. “Babe, don’t tire yourself so much,” Lucien reminded Brianna lovingly. “How is our little Anna doing today?” he asked with his warm hands rubbing on Brianna’s six months pregnant belly. “I am not really sure. But I have no doubts she is too eager to see the outside world. She has been kicking my ribs inside as if trying to push her way out even before her due!” Brianna blew a breath as she answered. Lucien laughed happily at the cute face of his lovely wife who somehow looked complaining. “Babe, I noticed that your mood swings during this pregnancy and the first one, with Caleb, are so different. Could it be because their genders are also different? With Caleb, you were as tough as usual, but with our little girl, Abigail, you are so… Uhmmm, so…. How do I say this?” Lucien scratched his head as if searching for the exact but safe word to say not to provoke his pregnant wife. “Come on, tell me. I am so what, huh?” Brianna asked with a sweet smile. Her face looked
“And in respect to Anna’s parents, I wish to move their graves into a mausoleum only for the Peters; the parents and grandparents. And as soon as we’ve done so, we will hold a ceremony to honor them,” Leandro declared. “What do you say about these thoughts of mine, Anna? I really hope I do not offend you in any way, because with all my heart, I swear, I only have the purest desire to express my gratitude that they brought you into this world and now you become a part of our family, that also makes your family ours, just like our family is also yours.”Silence filled the whole room. The question was directed to Brianna, so their eyes all turned to look at her as they waited to hear what she would say in response to Leandro’s words that were said with heartfelt sincerity. Brianna was silent not because she was feeling so emotional. Brianna was inwardly checking her heart and thoughts as well as her intuitive response, in silence. Guarding her mind against any misunderstanding or miscal
Brianna and Lucien arrived earlier than Sandra and Levi. It was because Sandra wanted to buy something for Anna, Sandra’s soon-to-be daughter-in-law, and also something for her father-in-law, Leandro Michaelson. There was nothing to worry bout since the war had already subsided and there were more than enough men to assist the couple with security or anything they would ever need. Enzo welcomed the young couple, Brianna and Lucien, as soon as they arrived at the mansion. Leandro sent the helicopter to fetch Enzo right after Leandro and Andy were dropped off at his yard. Lucien did not say anything, but Enzo understood the curious look on his young Master’s face as to why it was not the same as usual. Leandro would always wait for Lucien and Brianna by the door whenever the patriarch knew of their arrival. “The Master has a guest. They are in the study room and he is asking for your presence as well,” Enzo answered as he led the couple to where Leandro, Andy, and their guest were at
While the rest of the world was in tumult, the men on the Michaelsons' private army along with Brianna’s team subdued the whole barracks and gather every useful piece of evidence to solidify the cases against Terrence Clayton. The Michaelsons team found out there were more grave reasons why the ex-Vice President wanted the whole place burned down. “Sir, there seemed to be a lot of hidden bundles of money on one of the installed container vaults covered in military cloth to make it appear and look like it was only one of the stocks containers,” Captain Lexus Bordeaux reported when they started to search the whole property for anything they could find useful. “There is no way one can create a legal document to explain such a large sum of money, so Clayton must have kept them there,” Andy scoffed. “And there wouldn’t have been any way his under-the-table deals would pay him other than by cash,” Leandro also scorned. “Do not touch anything, just take photos and secure the surroundings
Blake assigned Finn and Hoggins to cover him by looking at their surroundings as his watchmen while he focused his attention on the target he was after according to the order given for him to execute. Blake had to look up most of the time to locate the shooter so he was relieved two of his comrades who already knew the drills and what they were supposed to do in this situation were with him to rely on. “Boss, these men are wearing a different uniform from ours. I believe they are not on the same side with us. What do I do?” Blake reported in a whispering tone as soon as he got the assurance that his information was accurate. “Take them down. Alive if possible, injured or not. But don’t hesitate to shoot if they try to resist and fight back!” Brianna answered. “Yes, Boss!” Blake answered. He gave Ramil Finn and Andrew Hoggins a signal on what to do and they acted accordingly. Hoggins took the east and south directions to secure. Finn took the other two directions while Blake Gordon
“Don Leon, the barracks in the forest is about to be abolished. Whether there are people in it or none, the order was made, and Terrence Clayton’s minions are on the move as we speak. If you have your men in there, tell them to pull out. Especially if your grandson and his wife are there, I strongly suggest you inform them of this message immediately!” The caller was using a voice synthesizer, so it was unrecognizable if the caller was a man or a woman. “Let me know who you are, whether what you say is the truth or just a prank; I want to thank you for this length of effort to notify me; let me return the favor one day,” Leandro wisely replied. “I will come to find you in person one day, then you will know who you are, and I will personally ask for your help. But for now, we don’t have time. Tell your men to pull out!” That was all they heard before the line was cut. “Tatum Eliott, leave the area right away. I repeat, leave the area right now! A tip just came in; that place is
“What are all of these?” Lucien asked looking at a slideshow of files with word documents and images. “Isn’t that the address of the warehouse where we found the human organ harvesting? Are these papers the legal documents of property ownership?” “Yes! And someone sent me this file after I failed to hack into their firewall!” Jack answered with a victorious laugh. “Wait…! The ownership is under the name of… Will somebody zoom that part where the name is printed and signed?!” Leandro frowned as he also tried to read the content of the document on the wide screen in front of him and Andy Lockwood. “Terrence Clayton!?”Andy, Leandro, Lucien, and Jack almost read and uttered the name aloud in unison. Brianna scoffed. In her thoughts, “got ya!” was bouncing although her facial expressions remained as calm as always. “How did you get this? Are you sure they are legit?” Brianna asked calmly instead of showing her pure delight. She still wanted to make sure they weren’t rejoicing over a f
Then Charles Anderson turned to the IT team. “I want to see every corner, every area, every exit and entrance of this barracks!” he roared in panic. “Sir, what about the men in the field?” the team leader asked cautiously after nodding in response to the command given. “Forget them, they are no longer of any use now that the enemy has its hands on them,” Charles answered waving his right hand dismissively. “I want to see if the ones I am after would grace me with their mighty presence,” Charles murmured as he busily looked at every screen. “I am not so sure they would choose to join their team to attack me back for gatecrashing their wedding but knowing the bride too well, I won’t be surprised if I see her face coming for me at this moment.” Charles keenly observed every angle on every screen. He was tracing Brianna’s figure among the intruders. They were all in full gear, but knowing Brianna for more than a decade, Charles Anderson could tell even her shadow. And he was more tha
As soon as Blake Gordon activated the jammer, the sniper team Charles had sent to attack the resort hotel, where Brianna Peters and Lucien Michaelson’s wedding was supposed to be being held, got disconnected and unreachable for Charles and the few men with him that controlled their overall internet connections and communication. “What the fuck is going on?!” Charles asked the man he knew was the most active in every inquiry Charles would make. “Get them back online!” Charles Anderson was furious beyond words but he was not very much familiar with everyone around him at the moment, so he was aware he could not act like he would usually do when he was with Jack and the rest of the men under his command.“Sir, something must be wrong from their end of the network,” the man seated in front of the computer hesitantly uttered. “What is that supposed to mean?!” Charles snarled.The poor IT guy cringe, but he had no choice other than clarify his words.“I tried to reach out to them but the