John let out a sigh of frustration before gazing seriously into his father's eyes.
"You taught me well and you know the kind of person I am. I will never stand injustice from those celebrities. People like me existed to expose them or give the world hints to their crimes." John argued with the man.
"And you see where that got me." The older man replied, as he had been in the same profession before his son.
John chuckled. "I'm not like you dad. If you are going to take on the role of a bodyguard, you should guard your own body beforehand. You let them get back to you, but I have nothing to hide, father." He argued back.
The older man massage his temple in frustration.
"You haven't answered my first question. Is this because of that woman?" The man asked again.
"Maybe." John said.