73 — THE GUN

“Alex, is something wrong?” Tariq asked when he noticed his stiff shoulders.

Alex snapped out of his trance and faced him, debating silently on whether to tell him about the gun or not.

Unfortunately, before he could come to a decision, their doors flew open and two, fierce looking guards poked their heads inside the car.

“What the hell are you two still doing in here?” The guard on Alex’s side snapped, his loud baritone echoing through the interior of the car.

When the men saw Tariq, they stepped back and bowed respectfully — then went right back to being fierce and intimidating.

“Welcome, sir.” The head guard greeted him. “Who’s your companion?”

“Thank you. His name is David Wyatt. The housekeeper cum cleaner from New York whom Miss Maria requested for.

Alex’s heart pounded wildly as one of the guards walked up to him and proceeded to assess him from head to toe.

“I don’t know… he looks strangely familiar.”

“Fuck.” Alex muttered under his breath. Did they know his grandmother? H
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