"Marcus has a long talk with Helen."
Friday, 4:07 pm
Four hours later, I had a new bodyguard, and her name
wasn't John. I wasn't convinced that choosing her over
one of the Johns was the right call, but she seemed
more than capable, and I felt more of a connection with
her than I had the others; that had to count for
something. Granted, that connection was probably my
attraction to her, but I was still hiring someone
qualified. As soon as she accepted my offer, Erin
notified Helen, who had been finalizing the paperwork
for a security team.
Chloe filled me in on the details she could. Hannon
Security hired her after she left her last job, thanks to
Henry Psalter-. Her first assignment was part of the
security detail stationed at his main office, but her
attention to detall helped her quickly work her way to
his personal security. The person in charge of the
Gerrard account had been the owner's son, John
Hannon. That's right... another John.
She enjoyed her job and found the work easy
compared to her previous life. She enjoyed her team
and the people Colin surrounded himself with but didn't
care for Colin himself. He was stubborn and short-
tempered. Chloe admitted that her interaction with the
man had been limited; he was never that
communicative with his security detail, preferring to
interact with John alone. Despite that, she managed to
stop an actual assassination attempt on Colin as well as
several assaults against various personnel.
She couldn't answer many of my questions about the
old man.... specifically why he left me with nearly a
trillion dollars and complete control over his entire
estate. Among security, John was likely the only one to
have that kind of privileged information. Unfortunately,
John was dead. At first, the doctors had claimed a heart
attack, which was strange because the man died at
thirty- five in perfect health. His father had taken the
initiative to do an autopsy and extensive analysis of the
body, only to discover a poison that had been difficult
to detect. That triggered a closer examination of Colin,
the discovery of the true cause of his death.
Considering how recent the event was and the
sensitivity of the information, none of what Chloe was
telling me was public knowledge.
With Chloe's suggestion, I decided to go with another
security firm that didn't have a history with the
Gerrards in case someone at Hannon was guilty of foul
play. I challenged the fact that she had worked at
Hannon, but provided proof that she'd been off when
the murder occurred and provided an alibi. In fact, her
innocence was the reason she knew as much as she
did. Hannon Senior needed someone he could rely on to
help him piece together what had happened. Satisfied, I
put Chloe in charge of ***********ing the team. She
asked for the resumes and files of all the other
candidates to consider as well.
After finishing the interview, Chloe said she would take
the weekend to move into a room in my house. That
surprised me, but Chloe insisted on it before accepting
the job offer, stating that the only way to ensure she
could do her job properly was to live as close to me as
possible. We discussed her having access to my email
accounts, passwords, codes, and all the same keys, but
the invasion of privacy felt too great. Helen showed up
during the privacy discussion and took Chloe's and
Erin's side, insisting that my bodyguard would need as
much unencumbered access as possible to do her job
well. It took being outnumbered three-to- one, but they
eventually convinced me that Chloe needed access to
all of it. Erin already knew almost everything, and now,
so would Chloe. Helen assured me that the firm's
paperwork would ensure my bodyguard's discretion,
and Chloe assured me that if I could trust her with my
life, I could trust her with anything.
The price of safety was steep.
After agreeing on the living arrangements, Erin left with
Chloe to familiarize her with the house, find her a room,
arrange for her credentials, and make sure all the
paperwork was filled. Once all of that was complete,
Chloe would immediately set up a detail to start
working by the end of the day. We shook hands once
more, and then the two ladies departed. That left me
and Helen on our own. She set her things down on a
chair and sat on the couch next to me. I smiled at her,
and she smiled back, clearly feeling awkward about
something. "How are you doing, Marcus?"
"I had a visitor last night," I said.
"I heard," she said quietly.
"Yeah? Who told you? Erin, or your daughter?"
"Yeah? Who told you? Erin, or your daughter?"
She winced a little under my question's sharp tone. She
didn't answer immediately, staring at the floor in
thoughtful contemplation. Finally, she looked up at me.
"My step-daughter."
We stared at each other in long silence, and I was
trying to decide how mad I should be. Helen was a
stickler for details. The entire time I had known her, she
considered all the angles and anticipated things that
would have never crossed my mind. She had been my
go-to and my confidante. She found Erin for me, and I
didn't appreciate that Erin was quickly usurping her as
the woman I could trust the most. Sure, it was bound
to happen, but finding out she was withholding
information from me was a shitty way for that
transition to occur.
"You didn't think that was something to mention in the
bathroom on Monday?" I asked.
Had it only been Monday since Helen gave me a
blowjob in a YPV bathroom? Jesus, a lot had happened
in five business days.
"I miscalculated," she said.
"How?"
"I didn't think she would be so interested in you, and I
wasn't aware of her visit at the coffee shop."
"Why didn't you just tell me? Why did it have to be a
calculation? She's told me more about your family than
you have, and I felt blindsided. You could have avoided
that, Helen. You should have told me about Ashlee, and
you should have told me that Roger was having issues
with what we're doing."
For the first time in a week, Helen looked rattled. Her
blue eyes were surprised, and I realized she hadn't
expected me to know that.
"Marcus," Helen finally said, "As you can imagine, I'm
not exactly thrilled about sharing the details of my
family with you, and I've done just as much to keep
what happens between us from my family as well."
"Roger does know about us, right?" I asked, my
stomach in knots at the thought that her husband
ignorance from the beginning. What if he hadn't
known? Could things become problematic between me
and my lawyers? Did I need to get other lawyers? Dont forget to leave a Comment
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