"What may I do for you, sir?" General Aiden leaned forward in his chair as he asked the rich man seated across the table from him. It wasn't everyday that someone of this man's status came to see him, and he sensed there was something important that prompted this visit. His office was an austere square room with the only table being the one they were seated at; the few highlights being a bookshelf housing some of his best books on a wide range of topics towards the far left from the table, and the wall behind him displaying his numerous achievements proudly. His uniform was crisp as he always loved it, green in color, displaying his name on the left side of his chest.
"I've been getting some disturbing information with regards to the safety of myself and my family." The man took a deep breath. "I believe I can take care of myself… but I am worried about my daughter. I am looking for someone who can watch over her, like a bodyguard. Would you be able to provide this for me?" He asked.
"Definitely, sir" Aiden replied with a smile. "Are there any… preferences, so to say… as to the type of person you're looking for?"
"Well… I'd like someone young, a little older than my daughter, though; someone who can relate to youthful experiences and who would not look awkward appearing around a young female such as my daughter; someone strong, determined and very honest. General, I want someone you could trust with your life."
General Aiden had been nodding his head thoughtfully, carefully sifting through the men at his disposal for the right one. He smiled as he got the right one. "I'll have to get back to you today, sir, with the person for the job. I hope that's okay."
"That's fine by me" The man replied.
"Splendid. If you could put your number down here…" Aiden said as he shifted a piece of paper towards the man with a pen. The man wrote down his number. "Thank you, sir."
The man smiled, "No. Thank you, General."
Much later that day, Mr. Christopher Colin's mobile phone rang. The voice at the other end said,
"It's General Aiden, sir. I have someone for you."
"Good. Who is he?"
"Drake Harley. Age… twenty-one. He fits your description perfectly, sir. I think you'll like him."
"Have him come over tomorrow morning by 7am."
The line went dead.
Okay, I admit that was quite short… but that's just the beginning… It gets interesting from the next chapter. And it's going to be much, much longer than this, promise! :D Oh, I'd really love reviews about the plot of this story, and I'd love to carry everyone along… So… please add this story to your story alerts so you know when I update a…n…d click that handy review button way down there and tell me what you think (I'll reply all reviews ). Next chapter will be up soon and there'll be sparks… ^_^