Ivan stopped next to Keane who was standing guard on one of the wide, tiered balconies a few levels down from the master room where Jaya was being kept. Keane didn't bother acknowledging his boss with more than a slight shift of his body. He kept his sharp gaze focused on the Jakarta skyline twinkling with life well below them. The semi-automatic rifle held firmly beneath his armpit looked more like an extension of his body than the deadly weapon it actually was.
"Thought I gave you the night off," Ivan chided, his voice cool. "I need my head of security in top shape and you've had a long day between the evacuation and setting up temporary residence here."