A Gamble

Kyle exited his car and asked the driver to take a break at the nearby coffee shop while he was busy with an urgent task he was "ordered" to do. 

'Quite an impressive house... This woman really hit a jackpot this time, huh?'

Kyle stood before the front gate of the Clark residence and took a good look around. Liam assigned him with a rather important and no less complicated task to deliver the phone to Mrs. Ashford who, as he suspected, was locked inside this mansion, and the more the man assessed the situation, the more disheartening it looked. 

'So many security guards... This does look like a prison to me right now.'

"Mr. Marshall!" Samantha's loud and surprised voice reached his ears as she finally came out to greet him. 

With a long sigh, he finally stretched his lips into a wide smile, turning on his usual friendly act. After all, he did come here without an invitation.