22 Elite Bodyguard

After a second week of growing my [Stats], visiting my mother and leaving a little more money for them I went to the usual bar and received 2 cards this time around. One of those were from the country girl and the other one was from Margaret. I read the Margaret letter but I didn't understand so much of the contents of the letter. It was just a bunch of approving deals and making progress on certain law and all that. Maybe I need a helper with a good law background to help me understand this. Anyway, I don't see anything extremely important to me to keep it secret from The Thug Boss so I decided to inform him.

After I checked the information, I used another new agent from a barbershop, one barbershop that I never went in mind you. His job was to call the number from his shop to the number provided. The deal was 5 years for 20k, to save his barbershop it seems.

Not my problem that 20k only cover interest and not the full amount, he didn't ask for more and didn't want to spend more years.

After the barber called the number and informed all the briefing, he would turn off the led sign outside his shop for the entire afternoon to let me know the call was completed.

I could check that across 7 blocks away with my binoculars.

After waiting a while on my way to the gym I received a call from Doug the Thug. Never gets old. He said "Our boss is very impressed with your information, we checked it out and it was all true. Thanks to you we can make a few deals knowing more about the changes that will come in the near future. I'm sending you your employee at night to your apartment... Just to let you know, this guy is pretty bad mouthed ...and word of advice, don't even think about delaying his payment or he will leave and make sure to let other guys know that you are a cheapskate. We will try this information for a month if it stays as reliable as before we can talk a new deal for expanding the network. Talk to you in a month, bye!"

I kept smiling just thinking about the awesome elite bodyguard that would arrive at my home tonight. I bet he will be buff like Arnold, tough like Chuck Norris, and faster than Bruce Lee! Oh man, I just can't wait. That morning I was so pumped I received many praises from my personal trainer. On the afternoon I performed better even stealing a light smile on my serious swimming professor.

Finally, I was skimming through the Portuguese book, in reality, I couldn't focus on the damn book. So when I heard someone ringing my bell I went faster than when the munchies arrived while I was high as fuck.

I opened the door and a tiny Asian dude greeted me and said: "You are Fargal right?"

I perplexed said "No, I'm Fergal. Why are you looking for me?"

He smiled and handed me a card "I'm your new bodyguard, please to meet you. I'm Lee, Hung Lee"

I stood frozen at the satire of bodyguard in front of me and read the card "Hung Lee, the only obstacle between you and a bullet" with a bullet in the middle of the card. Jesus what kind of idiot they send me.

I awkwardly smiled and said "Oh right, please come in Lee. Treat this as your home!"

He smiled and then said "Oh then you should take off your shoes, I don't permit people to use shoes at my house. For hygiene and security reasons."

I froze a little bit while forcing an awkward laugh and said "Yes, you are right. Is better to keep the house clean, maybe I should begin to embrace this custom!"

After we sat on the sofa and offered him a drink, he chooses a beer for my surprise, maybe I'm a little racist but I expected he asking me from a green tea. Anyway, after we sat and drink our respective drinks, I drank the protein shake that I prepared beforehand I asked:

"So what are your qualifications to protect me?"

He burped and said "Yeah I have more than enough. I was on the French Foreign Legion, the hardest and difficult army to join. Why? Because is full of criminals of all the countries of the world. Don't ask about my past crimes. I was on Operation Enduring Freedom in Afghanistan and I saw enough shit to retire and become a private bodyguard for fat rich people like you. So yeah, I'm more than qualified to protect your sorry ass."

'Fat?! ME? Fuck you!'

I calmed my emotions, forced a smile and said "Yeah I can see that. Well, welcome abroad. How much is your payment anyway?"

He chugged the beer, burped and said "1 Million per year, and if you want more security personnel it has to be approved by me. I don't work with noobs."

I opened my eyes in shock and said, "Do you realize that even the biggest celebrities only pay $500,000 annually, per agent?"

He calmly said "Oh? I didn't know that. Well now that you said that, I could take 3 of those flimsy boys by myself. So now my salary is $1.5 Million per year"

I facepalmed myself and thought 'You are an impostor of a God of Deals and you just gave him important information and leverage for free! Congratulations you played yourself, idiot!'

I laughed and after calming down I said "Of course! We can sign a contract right now and make it official!"

He smiled and said, "I previously prepared this contract, please read it and sign it!"

I took the contract and read it carefully, Jesus the cancelation fee of the contract is 5 more times than the contract itself. It seems that he is not very liked and many people decided to cancel the contract before the time. It makes sense, rich people like people who compliment them, not to insult them. I didn't care though if he can keep me safe and find capable people to do the same for my family he can insult me any time he wants.

I'm not that easy to anger, I think I only got angry 2 o 3 times in my life. Most of the times were when I was a teen and my hormones were pretty high and shouted to my mother. Gratefully my little brother was nothing like his older brother.

I didn't make him sign an Employee contract. Why? I didn't know what would happen if you drop a soldier in an unknown environment. You do know? I don't. And I'm not eager to find it out. Besides my issue of a high chance of getting hurt if I send him there, I needed a disguise. I couldn't make a deal with him with my face right? I don't know if I can make a disguise good enough to make him not recognize me.

Sure I could use the whole "this is an illusion and this body is from your mind bla bla bla" but even then he would look at me with other eyes after that. He would not see me as an idiot rich man as I intended. Maybe I could just use my middle-age illusion on the <Dealer World> but still, I have some tics, tendencies or body language that could give away my true self. Too risky.

Why I intended that? Simple, I don't trust him enough to let him see my true face.

Going back to business, we coordinate that he would come back tomorrow morning, that I should have my daily routine on paper already written for him by then. Yes, I have homework it seems. And this teacher would kick my ass if I don't deliver it.

All things considered, I finally got a good bodyguard and I could feel a little safer going to the bar and walking around. He didn't want to stay at the house with me but said that he would later be close enough if anything happened. That is a relief, I don't know how I would explain to Emily the appearance of an Asian dude sleeping on the sofa in the morning. It was a good thing that she was staying at a friend house sleeping tonight so she didn't saw or meeting.

With that though I fall to sleep thinking how good was life going for me now.