Lahat ng Kabanata ng To Protect the Crown: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I glance up from my laptop and across my desk at Max, who is standing and watching my every move.  “Is this all of it?  I’m seeing hints of stuff but I’m not seeing anything that I could put my finger on and say that this is the smoking gun.  I can’t up security for the royal family based on this.”Max sighs and runs his hand through his hair as he slightly shifts back and forth.  “Yeah.  That is all that we could come up with.  The initial source seems sure about it, but we can’t pull up any more information than that.”I lift my head and raise an eyebrow.  “Source?  You didn’t investigate this because of some increased talk on the web or our other normal channels.”Max sighs again and leans forward putting his hands on the edge of my desk while frustration and worry swirl in his eyes.  “No.  This time the intel was an anonymous tip which we

It has been a such a long day.  I nearly broke down when I saw my father on the hospital bed inside the royal family’s private hospital.  Only a select few know about the hospital and are able to get in. I bite my lip to keep my mind from focusing on my father and all the machines around him.  Yes, my father is stable, but that doesn’t mean that he looks good.  He does have a gunshot wound to his stomach and the doctor has been able to stop all the bleeding, but he isn’t out of trouble yet. As soon as my eyes meet Princess Katherine’s glare, I know that I can’t break down.  I have to keep my professional face on and look like another employee. However, I have to bite my tongue and hold myself back from giving her a good tongue lashing.  The longer that she is with the royal family, the more she forgets that we are all people too.  The arrogance and mightier than thou attitude is t

I glance at my watch and then look around the conference room table at my top agents.  I still have more time before my uncle Charles shows up.  However, I want to get started and hopefully find something new before he arrives.Fortunately for myself, I threw all the frustrations and anger along with my worries at my punching bag this morning.  My arms might be a little sore but I’m able to calmly walk into the office and sit here right now. Right now, I’m hoping that my people have been able to find something regarding the attack yesterday.  Plus, I want to be able to give my uncle something when he gets here. I turn my attention to Max, who is sitting next to me.  “Max, what have you been able find out?  Do we have a leak somewhere within our organization?”As my last question sinks into everyone’s mind, many around the table tense up and begin looking at each other.  I’m

As my fingers hover over my keyboard, I glance to my notepad next to me and scan my notes from my interview with the city’s mayor.  I want to make sure that I include all the important parts of our discussion. After the incident with the King the other day, I want to distance myself from the royals and the chaos following the attack.  However, I can’t seem to keep my mind off of it.  It doesn’t help that my idiot friend, Chris, has gotten me involved in it too. Technically, I happen to be at the wrong place at the wrong time, but I’m not going to let my friend end up in the custody of the royal guards either.  Okay.  So, that day isn’t my best day.  If I had been thinking properly, I would have left the area and let Chris fend for himself. Why of all days do I pick that particular day to act like a good friend?  Yes.  I consider Chris one of my good friends, but would I reall

I stare at my phone for the umpteenth time, while the same question swirls around in my mind.  How can I contact Chris to let him know that he could be in danger?  Chris should already know how much danger he is in, but I still feel the need to warn him. A dull headache begins to throb in the back of my head. I grab the remote control off the cough next to me and turn the TV on.  However, I can’t focus on anything that is coming out of it.  My mind is still off thinking about Chris. My mind suddenly snaps back to the TV when the word ‘King’ rings through my ears.  I sit up and stare at the TV anxiously waiting to hear more. I have been a reporter long enough to know that when there isn’t any news coming out of the palace about the King or Queen, then there is something wrong.  Even when there is no news, the palace always provides the upcoming events that the King and Queen will