Chapter Twenty-Eight

D sat behind his desk at D Security and listened as Kirby Turner spoke. “If you agree to these terms the check will be at your accountant’s office tomorrow afternoon.”

“So your office will handle all the paperwork for me?”

“Just like I told your lawyer, D. All you have to do is keep people safe and keep seeking out new business opportunities. You are a famous brand in the security world now. You saved a star twice in one week. You’ve seen the calls you’ve received. Everybody wants to feel safe, especially in this world right now. You represent security.”

“Tell that to poor Ivy,” he said sadly.

“Well, that woman was trying to shoot Bridgette Haze.”

“Maybe. Areea’s not talking.” He paused a moment and looked down at the papers. “Yeah, everybody wants to feel safe.”

His staff was in the next room waiting patiently at the conference table when he and Kirby walked in. She sat in the seat Mercedez used to occupy. Mercedez sat on the other side, next to Jeff. D sat in his usual spot and told them that KT Investments had put a “substantial sum” into D Security and that “effective immediately” she would be the new CFO and that all paychecks would come through her office. In addition, the staff would have to submit to new background checks and sign confidentiality agreements that would be legally binding.

Clarence laughed. “Is that all, baby?” he said to Kirby.

“For now,” she said, “unless you wanna discuss more with me after the meeting.”

D cleared his throat. “Okay, does anybody have any real questions?”

Clarence spoke up again: “What about Bridgette Haze?”

D got a little irritated. “What about her, Clarence?”

“Are we still working for her? I never got that autograph for my niece.”

“No, we are not.” D looked around the room. It got very quiet. “She ran into Will Smith at a party and is now using the same people he does—ex-Israeli–secret service folk.”

“Fuck her.” It was Jeff.

“Okay,” D said, “that’s all ancient history. Let’s go over our assignments for this week and show Ms. Turner how sharp we are.”