 we have a few minutes before the target is scheduled to arrive to ask Ms. Blanc a few questions," my escort from the park said. "Unless you have something else planned..."

"No. I would be honored to come with you." And I was, for I'd thought he'd try to pawn me off on some underling like his man at the gate. I thought he would see me as nothing but an interloper. I was glad he saw me as an asset instead of a hindrance.

As we made our way to the front of the home, I saw a few of my escort's men. They stood in the hedge's shadows, their backs to the outside world. Their faces were blank, which might have made an onlooker believe they weren't paying attention to their surroundings, but their eyes were constantly on the move. Watching for what didn't belong.

Their hands rested on the butts of their weapons, ready to use them at a moment's notice.

Their clothing was black on black, which looked hot even on this cool afternoon, but I couldn't detect even a hint of discomfort in their body language. They didn't shift or wipe away sweat from their faces. They just stood there like silent statues waiting for the moment they would come to life. These were true professionals. They'd seen battle before and knew how to do their job.

I felt the weight on my shoulders lift a little as we left them. They wouldn't let me down, I just knew it.

The front of the home was tall and grandiose, reminding me of the front of an Ancient temple. Carved marble pillars held up the huge entablature, which contained in its pediment a carving of what appeared to be farmers sewing their seeds. Through the ten foot high wood doors, which felt as if they opened by themselves, revealed a long hallway situated between two sweeping staircases which went to the second floor.

The staircases were curved in a "c" shape, with railings which could have been spun out of the finest of gold. My escort walked down the hallway between the staircases very quickly, but I saw enough to know that no expense had been spared to make the entryway as extravagant and breathtaking as possible.

The hallway we went down had twenty foot high ceilings, which were all designed in light blue swirls which not only perpetuated the idea of motion, but also had points
we have a few minutes before the target is scheduled to arrive to necessitate Ms. Blanc a few question, " my escort from the park suppose. " Unless you own something else planned... " 

 " No. I would be honored to fall with you. " And I was, for I'd think he'd try to pawn me off on some subordinate like his valet at the gate. I thought he would experience me as nothing but an interloper. I was glad he see me as an asset instead of a hindrance. 

 As we made our way to the front of the home, I saw a few of my bodyguard's men. They stood in the hedge's shadows, their back to the outside world. Their faces were blank, which might have made an onlooker think they weren't paying care to their surroundings, but their eyes were constantly on the move. Watching for what didn't belong to. 

 Their hands rested on the butts of their weapons, ready to use them at a moment's notice. 

 Their clothing was black on black, which looked hot even on this cool afternoon, but I couldn't detect even a hint of discomfort in their body language. They didn't shift or wipe away perspiration from their faces. They just stand there like mum statues waiting for the moment they would derive to life. These were true professionals. They'd seen struggle before and knew how to do their job. 

 I felt the weight on my shoulder lift a little as we left them. They wouldn't let me down, I just knew it. 

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 The hallway we went down had twenty foot high ceilings, which were all designed in faint blue swirls which not only perpetuated the idea of motion, but also consume points
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 we have a few minutes before thE target is sCheduLed To aRrIve tO ask ms. Blanc a few queSTionS," my escort from the park saId. "UnlEsS You hAVe SometHing elsE PlANNed..."

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As we mAde our WaY To THE frOnt Of the home, I SaW a few OF my escoRT's MEN. theY Stood in the hedGe's shadows, tHEir Backs tO tHe oUTside wOrld. THeIR faCes were blanK, whiCh might haVe made AN onlookER believE they wEreN't pAyinG AtTeNtiOn TO thEIr SurROunDings, but ThEiR eyes Were CONSTantLy oN the Move. WAtching for whaT diDn't bELonG.

TheiR handS resTeD on thE butts Of theIr Weapons, ready to uSe thEm at a momeNt's NoTicE.

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I Felt tHe weight on my sHoulders liFT A Little as We leFT tHEm. They wouldn't lEt me dOwn, I just knEW it.

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 we have a few minutes bef ore the ta rgetissch ed uled  toarrive to askM s. B lanc a few questions,"  my e sc o rt f r om  thepark sa i d. " Unl es syou  h a ve  some thi ng else  planned.. ."
" No. I wouldb ehonored to  co me with you. " A nd I w as , f o r I'd  th ought  he'dt ry topawn me o ff on som e  underl i n glike  his man at the g a te .  I thought hewouldse e  m e asnot hing but a ninter l oper. I wa s g lad he saw me asan asset in s tea d of a  h ind r ance.
As w em ade  our way to  the  front of  the h o me, I s a w a few  of my  es cor t'sm en .The ys too d  i n t h e h edge's s ha do ws, t heir b a c ks t o t he o utsid e world. Thei r f aces wer e bla nk, w hich  m ighthave m ade a nonlooker believ e th ey weren' t p ay ing  a ttent i on tothe irsurroun dings,b utth e i r  e yes were constantl yo n  t he move.  Watch i ng  f o r what d id n't  bel o n g.

T heir ha nds rest ed ont he  b utts of  t heir w ea pon s,ready to u se the m at a m oment ' s notice.

The i r clothing wa s  b l a ck on b lac k, which lo oked hoteven on  th i s coo l aft er n oo n , but I couldn't de te ct eve n a h int of discom fort in th e i r  body la ngua g e. They didn't sh ift o r wipe awa y  sweat f rom t heir fac es. Theyj u st stood  th ere  li kes i le nt statues wa i t ingfo r the m ome nt they  wo uld  co meto  life. Th ese were  t ru epr ofe ssion a ls. They 'd  se en  ba ttleb eforeand k newho wt o d o their jo b . 

Ife lt  the  we ig ht on  mys hou lders l ift a lit tle as w ele ft them . They wouldn 't  let me do wn , I  justk n ew it.
The front of the home w a s talland  gran dios e, remind ing  me of  th e  front  of an  Anci en t t e m ple.C a rv edma rble pilla r s  he ld up  t he h uge ent ablature, which co n tai ned in its pe dim enta ca rvi n go f w ha t  ap p e ared to be farm ers sewing  t h ei r seeds. T h rou gh  the te n foothighw ood doo rs, which  felt asif  the y ope ned by the mselves,  revealed a lon g  h allwa y s ituate dbet weentwo sw e epi ng st aircas es  which  went  t o the se cond floor.

The stairc ases w ere c urv ed in a " c"s hap e, with r aili ngs whichcou ldhavebee n  spun  out of  th e  fine st o f  gold. My es cor t wa lked down t h e hal lwaybet w een th e st aircases very qui c kly, but I saw  eno u g h t o k n ow t ha t no expense h adbe e n  sparedto  make the e ntrywayas extra vagant  and b reathta k i ng as pos sibl e.
The hall way  w e  went d ow nh ad twe ntyfo ot hig h ceil i ngs, w hich were all de signe d in li g htbluesw irls wh i ch n ot only pe rpetuated t he ide a of  moti on, but  a lso ha d p oi nts
 we_have a_few minutes before the_target is_scheduled_to arrive_to_ask Ms. Blanc_a few questions,"_my escort from the_park said. "Unless_you_have something else planned..."

"No. I would be honored to come with you." And I_was,_for I'd_thought_he'd_try to pawn me off_on some underling like his_man at_the gate. I thought he would see me_as_nothing but an_interloper. I was glad he saw me as an_asset instead of a hindrance.

As we_made our way_to_the_front of the home,_I saw a few of my_escort's men. They stood in the_hedge's shadows, their backs to the outside_world. Their faces were blank, which_might have made an onlooker_believe they_weren't paying attention to their_surroundings, but their_eyes were_constantly on the_move. Watching for what didn't belong.

Their_hands rested on_the butts of their weapons, ready_to_use them at_a_moment's_notice.

Their clothing_was black on_black,_which looked_hot_even on this cool afternoon, but_I_couldn't detect even a hint of discomfort_in their body language._They_didn't shift or wipe_away sweat from their faces._They just stood there like silent_statues waiting_for the_moment they would come to life. These were true professionals. They'd_seen battle before and knew how_to do their job.

I_felt the_weight_on my shoulders_lift_a little_as we left them. They wouldn't let_me down,_I just knew it.

The front of_the home was tall_and_grandiose, reminding me of the front_of an Ancient temple. Carved marble_pillars held up the huge_entablature,_which_contained in its pediment a_carving of what appeared to be_farmers sewing their_seeds. Through the ten foot high wood_doors,_which felt as if they opened_by_themselves, revealed a long hallway situated_between_two_sweeping staircases which went to_the second floor.

The staircases were curved_in a "c" shape, with railings which could have_been spun out_of the finest of gold._My_escort_walked down the hallway between the staircases very quickly, but_I saw_enough to know_that no expense had been spared to make the entryway_as extravagant and breathtaking as possible.

The hallway_we went down had twenty foot high ceilings, which were all_designed in light blue swirls which not only_perpetuated the idea of motion, but also_had points