Outside the huge iron gate of the Anderson mansion, a brand new BMW was parked by the driveway.
A professionally dressed driver was speaking to a security man from behind the gate. He had a sense of urgency in his tone and his steps as he hurried back to the rear end of the car.
The side window of the back door slowly slid down and the scrunched face of Rowland appeared.
"What did he say?"
"Sir, he said that his superior had asked us to leave immediately."
"What! Did you tell him who I am?" Rowland's frown deepened.
The driver's voice trembled as he responded.
"Yes, sir. I did."
"Maybe I should go and speak with him in person." Rowland pushed open the door but his wife placed a hand on his arm to stop him.
"Don't, honey. Those men might harass you. They are simply following instructions. Why don't you call Maria on the phone? At least she will know you are the one here and not me."
"Dad, I think mom is right" Kelvin interjected from the front seat.
