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“I asked you how many people had access to security and other areas in the building, and you were unable to answer. So, I did some digging, and it seems that a large number of people here seem to have access to more rooms than they should. I don’t know why, but over three-quarters of the workforce has access to the whole building, and I mean thewholebuilding. That includes this floor and this office. I tried to work out any consistencies with who has access to all areas and who worked here when Taylor was alive, but I couldn’t pinpoint any. I also attempted to track where Taylor's team was going, especially. It seems the most common area was a room in the basement. I went in there, but I couldn’t see anything.”

Young pales as he looks at the room I’m pointing at.

“It’s the one room that has never had cameras.”

I watch Young and can tell he knows exactly what has been happening there.

“Leave it with me; I will speak to a few other associates and see what they know.” Young stands from his chair and walks to the window to look out. “As for everything else, can I trust your company to right everything and upgrade all the cameras and systems?”

“Of course, anything you need,” I promise, knowing he has no reason to believe me.

“Good. I also want all personnel’s access restricted to their floors. From now on, if anyone else needs access to other areas, they must report to me first. If they don’t have my permission, they cannot have access granted without a security team member accompanying them.” he walks away from the window and leans on the back of the seat.

“How long would it take for you to make up all new security passes?”

“I need to put a whole new system into place where things are done electronically and are harder to hack into. But that will take time. The system you have in place now will require all cards to be altered manually. I could change people's access tonight using their current cards if that’s any help. I would need a hand, though, as it’s a long process.”

He turns to Chelsea, who looks at him.

“I could ask Penny to have Luna tonight, and I will work late. It’s no problem,” she says without having to be asked.

“Are you sure? It’s a lot to ask of you. I know you have your daughter at home.”

“No, honestly, it's fine. I will get security to take people's cards from them as they leave, and we can get as many as possible. There may be a handful of people who have already left or are day off. But I can get them to see security on their first day back.” Chelsea stands from her chair and looks at Young. “I’ll send an email out now telling everyone to surrender their cards on the way out and to come in slightly early tomorrow to receive their cards back.” She turns her attention to me and smiles. “I will be available to help within the hour.”

“Thank you. I’ll get the word to my team, and they’ll start collecting the passes.”

She nods and walks out of the door, closing it behind her.

“It looks like you are in for a long night. Please know I will pay whatever you ask. I need to know my employees and colleagues are safe.”

I stand from my seat and step in front of him.

“Leave it to my team. We will get this sorted. I know it’s asking a lot, but you can trust us.” I hold out my hand, and he looks at it momentarily before shaking it.

“I hope I can because I will be putting a lot in your hands.”

9

Calvin

I pull up outside of our office building and turn the engine off. I’ve been trying to get hold of Drew for the last hour, but he isn’t answering any calls or messages. I know there is only one place he could be because there is no signal in that particular room. We designed it that way for a reason.

Climbing out of the car, I pull my coat tighter around myself. The autumn chill is starting to feel more like winter, and I hate being cold. Muttering to myself about how much I miss the Alabama sun, I unlock the door to the office and head to the basement.

Down here, we have four soundproof rooms with thick metal doors and no natural light. Three of them are holding cells, all above board, except they will hold people I know who could kill us as fast as we could.

The fourth room is where I expect Drew is working. This is the room where we keep our weapons and files containing strictly confidential documentation. We aren’t talking about the average personnel folders an employer will have of their employees. No, this is the type of information that only us three currently know about.

To most people, we run a security company that offers bodyguards and security to the rich and powerful, but that is just the public persona we uphold. No, behind very secure closed doors, we deal with some of the deadliest people around. We may no longer be SEALs, but we strive to keep the world safe from terrorists of all kinds. We aren’t just talking about ISIS. We are talking about the people who terrorise the innocent. A secret organisation uses people like us who are highly trained in dangerous fields to stop criminals that the police don’t even know about. For our department, we specialise in high-end drug dealers and weapon manufacturers. That may seem hypercritical, considering who I used to work for, but there are various types of people who manufacture and sell weapons. The O’Reilly’s sell theirs to organisations like us, ones they know are being used to protect the innocent, not used against them. Trust me, even in the UK, thousands of people are willing to put weapons in the wrong hands to ensure they get a fat paycheck in the end.

The guys and I have taken it upon ourselves to use the training we got from our time in the SEALs and use it to our advantage. We can enter a building, retrieve information and be out again without a single soul knowing we were ever there. Logan can hack any computer and find things in the darkest of the dark web and give us leads the police couldn’t find if it was right under their noses.

The organisation that sends us details is not only found in the UK; it’s all over the world. You name a country, and we have people in it. All ex-military and all scarier predators than any murderer because we know how to make them pay for their crimes, and we won’t lose a moment's sleep over it.

I reach the door at the bottom of the corridor and unlock it with my key. And fingerprint, it doesn’t sound like much, but if Logan wants to keep someone out of a room, he can do it without breaking a sweat. Once inside, I close the door and walk over to the far wall where there is another door. This one requires a retinal scanner as well as handprint and voice match. As I said, Logan is that good. If anyone were to try and follow me, they wouldn’t get far.

“Bambi!” I call as I enter the area that consists of three separate rooms.

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