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The Love Of Money - Episode 87
27-07-25 (16:35)

"Makes sense," I said. "Can I just reiterate how much I hate the idea of having a bodyguard though? I'm going to have zero privacy." "If I may," Vikram cut in, "You'll still have some privacy... especially in your own home and other secure places. You'll just have to forego some of it in more public settings. We've already received several death threats at your old apartment. Frankly, I'm surprised no one was scouting it out when you went by there last night. It was pretty reckless, and you really need to be careful moving forward. It's the cost of your situation, I'm afraid." "I know," said, I've always enjoyed my privacy, and the thought of that being encroached upon made me wonder if the money would end up feeling like a millstone hanging around my neck. "I just don't want some guy following me around knowing everything I get up to." "You make it sound perverted," Emily said. "You afraid your bodyguard is going to catch you in the middle of an orgy or something?" I couldn't help glancing at Erin, who was currently sipping on her coffee to hide the smile I could still see in her eyes. I glanced back at Emily and said, "Sure Em. I don't want him perving on my orgies." Three hours later "I'm not gonna lie. This is impressive," I said as I looked over one of the most impressive resumes I'd ever seen. It belonged to the second interviewee for the job of being my bodyguard, and read more like Jack Reacher fiction than an actual CV. John Cartugent's accomplishments included being a former Navy SEAL who graduated from Admiral Jonathan H. Anderson Naval Academy, performing several special operations to neutralize high- value targets, which was a five-dollar phrase to say he killed people. He retrieved high-value assets from hostile -environments twice, which meant he rescued hostages, instructed a Navy SEAL program, had expertise in small unit tactics, experience with underwater demolitions, and experience with "unconventional warfare"- whatever that meant His decorations included the Navy Cross, the Silver Star, and the Navy and Marine Corps Commendation Medal with gold star for exceptional achievement. He was in the top three percent of his class in hand-to-hand combat and the top five percent in marksmanship. This was one of the most impressive thirty-four- year-olds I had ever met, and he wasn't even old enough to run for President. It made me wonder what the hell I had done with my life so far. Erin sat on the couch next to me, taking notes as John and I became more acquainted with one another. He seemed a bit stiff compared to the first candidate, whose name had also been John, but was slightly better qualified, judging by the resume. I wondered if a collection of accomplishments this intense came at the cost of having a personality. "So, what do you do for fun?" asked, looking for any chink in his armor "I visit the shooting range three times a week," John said. When he didn't follow up with anything else, I looked up from his resume. He simply sat there watching me. "And?" "That's it, sir." "You don't have any friends that you hang out with? Guy's poker night?" "No sir" "Tap dancing lessons?" "Closest thing to that would be martial arts. I train at my gym twice a week." "Girlfriend?" "No current interest, sir." I took another stab, "Boyfriend?" "No sir." Wow... this guy seemed like a lot of fun. "So aside from everything on here," I said as I dropped the resume on the arm of the couch next to me. I decided to lean into the interview trope. "What's your greatest strength."
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