As Don approached, he offered the tall bodyguard a polite smile. "Good morning."
The man's head didn't so much as turn, his eyes fixed straight ahead. His expression remained hard as granite as he replied flatly, "Good morning, Mr. Bright."
Don nodded at the man's unshakable demeanor. 'I wonder how much hiring a bodyguard like him would cost,' he thought silently, his curiosity briefly flaring.
His attention soon shifted as the rear window of the car began to roll down. Inside, Ms. Claire sat poised and elegant as always, her presence commanding without being overbearing.
On this occasion, she wore a well-fitted, somber business ensemble, the crisp contours emphasizing her sophisticated figure. A silver brooch adorned her lapel, and a delicate diamond bracelet caught the light as it rested against her wrist. For once, she wasn't wearing one of her signature hats. Her glossy black hair was styled into a neat ponytail, secured with a pin that shined like polished silver.
