he two men crept up to the car, peering into the front seats from either side.
Finding it empty, they straightened up, about to retreat, when suddenly a powerful force slammed them against the wall.
"Don't move!" Hannah and Dotson had sprung from their hiding spots, catching the men by surprise.
They quickly overpowered them.
"Following us, are you? Nice try.
" "No, no! That's not it!" one of the men protested.
"We're here to protect you!" "Protect me?" Hannah scoffed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You call this protection?" Pressed against the wall, the man had no other option but to explain urgently.
"Really! Mr.
Mitchell sent us!" At the sound of the commotion, three other men outside quickly entered, only to freeze upon seeing their colleagues restrained.
One of the cornered men called out swiftly, "Miss Moore misunderstood.
Show her your IDs!" Snapping back to reality, one of the men hastily showed their work IDs.
"Miss Moore, we're private bodyguards.
Upon seeing their IDs and their reactions, Hannah finally relaxed.
"Let them go, Dotson.
" Visibly embarrassed, the two men apologized.
"We're sorry for startling you, Miss Moore.
Mr.
Mitchell asked us to secretly protect you.
" "Why would he send you to protect me?" The bodyguards exchanged worried glances, then shook their heads.
"We're not sure.
Our assignment was simply to ensure your safety.
"Do you have any idea where he might be now?" They looked at each other once more, shaking their heads.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"We're not privy to client details.
It's a strict rule.
Hannah sighed, suspecting that Bryson and Maloney might be caught vel up in something risky.
They had left her in Hoijery and had m these bodyguards follow her to guarantee her safety. Noticing Hannah's contemplative silence, the bodyguards grew anxious.
One of them cautiously approached her, asking, “Miss Moore, may we continuet accompany you?" Knowing it was their duty, Hannah didn't want to complicate matters.
"Fine, you may follow us.
Dotson, we should get going.