The Favor

CURUAN HIGHWAY ZAMBOANGA CITY...

"God help me!" Ellah screamed covering her ears and burst into tears as she sank to the floor.

She cannot even clearly think on what to do but to closed her eyes and started praying.

In a times like this, no one to be leaned on but God.

"Please help me God! I don't wanna die! Have mercy on me God please!"

After a while, the gunfire stopped.

Ellah slowly opened her eyes and saw her guards lying in cold blood.

"Homer!"

She automatically runs on his direction without even thinking on the critical situation. All she wanted to do is to help the man.

Homer slowly opened his eyes and the joy was visible on his face upon seeing the heiress.

"Ms ... Ms. Ellah, thank you. You are safe..."

"No! Homer!"

Blood was coming out of the guard's mouth and almost closed his eyes while gasping for breath.

"Please tell don Jaime thank you very much for everything."

"Homer, don't... please! I'll increase your salary just live, please Homer! " Ellah knelt down and cried.

"For... forgive us Ms. Ellah, we may not be able to protect... you anymore." Homer finally closed his eyes.

She cried even more.

"Help! Help us!"

In the depths of the night Ellah cried out.

"Ms. Ellah..."

Her eyes widened as she turned to their driver.

"Mr. Jude!"

"Ms. Ellah! Let's go!"

"No! Let's take them!"

"Ms. L-let's go..."

The driver helped her to her feet, and she became submissive.

They leave her four bodyguards lying on the cement lifeless.

While on their way home, Jude contacted the Police and even an ambulance, hoping that the head guard can survive.

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LOPEZ MANSION…

When arrived at the mansion the don met her immediately.

"Ellah? My God!"

Don Jaime's eyes widened as he stared at her bloody look.

"Grandpa... Grandpa Homer is gone!" Ellah weep.

The don immediately grabbed her arms and hugged her granddaughter tightly.

"DAMN IT! WHO CAN DO THIS!"

The lady did nothing but cry.

"Jude what happened?" don Jaime ask worriedly.

"Don Jaime, the enemy tried to kidnap Ms. Ellah, but the guards protected her even risking their lives. Unfortunately, only the two of us survived. I didn't even see the faces of those criminals, I'm sorry sir."

Jude explained everything to her grandfather.

She was consumed by a severe conscience blaming herself what happened...

One week passed.

Ellah didn't visit the company for almost one one week.

And it's good she never had a trauma.

They provided financial support for the burial of the guards.

And within a week they found out that kidnapping for ransom was the reason behind the killing.

Don Jaime quickly solved the case and imprisoned the mastermind.

This time she needs to work. One week is enough rest for a busy woman like her.

Thanks to the company president who always reported to his grandfather.

"The business is going well, but we have a little problem don Jaime, " said of the president.

"What's that?" Ellah asks.

The two turned to look at her.

She leaned over her grandfather who was sitting on the sofa opposite the President.

"Ms. Ellah, Chairman, we did not get the BMG because Mr. Garcia increased the percentage of their product."

"What? Why? We talked well then! " Her voice rises in frustration.

They made a contract with the owner of the BMG company as their supplier.

Its product is of the highest quality, that is why they really need them.

"I guess I should go with grandpa. I'm the one talking to the BMG."

"Can you do it?" don Jaime asking worried.

"Yes, I'll work tomorrow."

Don Jaime glances the President.

"Mr. Go, thank you so much for coming, you can leave now."

The man stood up and bowed.

"All right don Jaime, Ms. Ellah, I'm glad you're back in the company."

He turned to the don. "I'm leaving Chairman."

When the man left, her grandfather confronts her.

"If you're determined to return to the company, you need a new guard."

Ellah's gaze settled on the emptiness.

"This time I just want one. He will be my driver if possible. I don't want many companions anymore."

"I understand, don't worry, I'll find someone fits in."

"Thank you."

The old man hugged her.

She closed her eyes.

She remembers her four guards again, their jokes every time they are together.

She wants to replace them as her bodyguards, but still they have a job as guards of her grandfather.

She misses them.

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PHOENEX AGENCY...

"You can count on Don Jaime."

Gian heard what their Chief said as he entered its office.

Their head called him, but he didn't know why.

The boss spotted him. "Oh, you're already there Gian, come in."

He went inside and saw an old man with a man behind him in front of the Chief.

"Chief?"

"Yes, Gian he is Don Jaime Lopez," their head introduced.

He faces the old man.

"Good afternoon, don Jaime," he greeted and bowed slightly.

It did not answer and instead turned to the person at the back.

"Alex!"

He wondered that instead of approaching don Jaime, Alex was approaching him.

He noticed that his eyes were staring at him.

He stood up straight and prepared himself for whatever it was he was planning to do.

They confronted the so-called Alex and stared at each other.

"Are you strong enough?" Alex asked.

He did not answer.

'Make no mistake bro I might take you to the hospital.'

Alex walked one more step before suddenly punching the back of his fist to his chest.

He was not surprised nor was shaken.

Maybe because they are used to when they were on training someone kicked them, so he got used to it.

"Strong!" said the old man who nodded.

He looked at their head still looking at him.

"Another Alex!" Order of don.

Alex stepped back three steps before grabbed something from behind and pointed at his forehead.

It was a gun.

That gun is forty-five caliber.

Gian did not even blink when he saw the tip of the gun three steps away.

His death is only an inch.

He saw Alex slowly pull the trigger.

"Any last word?" The man asked.

He stared intently at the man who was pointing the gun and said, "Thank you so much for the visit Don Jaime." He formally replied.

Alex pulled the trigger, but did not blow up, and Gian did not even blink.

"Passed, I'll take you!" said the old man.

"I told you, Don Jaime, you came to the right place to ask for help."

The chief and the Don shake their hands happily.

"Thank you very much Chief Romero!"

"He's the best asset here, but because you asked for help, I'll let our asset work to you."

The head approached him and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Gian, from now on, you will work for Don Jaime."

His gaze flew to the man who almost killed him.

"Ah, it looks like I haven't told you yet, Gian you are watching over Don Jaime's granddaughter."

"What?" that's what surprise him.

"Yes, Gian. They'll take you alone, so I hope ..."

"Just a moment sir." He cut off the chief even before he can finish what he is saying.

Don Jaime gently coughs to get attention.

"Don Jaime, please excuse us. " The chief said and glanced on him. "Follow me."

"Alright," the don replied.

They went outside and turn to his Head.

"I am just on a leave but that doesn’t mean I am leaving my position sir. "

"It's only temporary, Don Jaime needs only one, so I chose you. I'm sorry I said you won't stay long either, and he agreed."

He took a deep breath.

"Why did you made that decision without telling me first?" he almost shout in so much disappointment.

"It's urgent. I said you are the best. I owe this man big time! Give this to me as a favor, huh? It's only temporary. You can leave as soon as they find someone to replace you."

Gian stared blankly while making a decision.

Yes, it is temporary but, it is not his job.

Yes, his duty is to protect but, not just one.

He never protected someone before if it's not a mission.

"What do you think, Mr. Villareal?"

His boss is hoping for him to agree.

He looked at him straight in the eyes and said.

"No."