Unbreakable Duty

Problem Solved

Early in the morning, the Phongpipat residence was still and quiet, with only the soft sounds of birds outside breaking the silence. Fahlada and Tan arrived discreetly, their movements purposeful. They weren't taking any chances - time was running out, and they needed to secure the house.

Inside, Bow and Rossami were waiting for them in the living room, both looking unusually serious. The normal atmosphere of lighthearted banter was replaced with tense focus. They knew this mission was delicate - potentially compromised by Wisanu's influence.

"Are we clear?" Fahlada asked quietly as she stepped inside, her gaze sweeping the room.

Bow nodded. "The rest of the stationed guards think it's business as usual. They're not aware of anything... yet." Her voice was low, but her usual playful tone was gone.

Rossami, standing by the window, her eyes vigilant, added, "We've been monitoring them. It's too suspicious how tight-lipped this group has been lately. We can't risk involving anyone else. For now, it's just us."

Tan stepped forward, laying a map of the event venue on the coffee table. "We have to assume some of the bodyguards stationed for Earn are working for Wisanu. They might be leaking information directly to him."

Fahlada's expression hardened. "That means we can't trust anyone but ourselves. This operation stays between the four of us. We handle everything - no one else gets involved. Understood?"

The others nodded in agreement, understanding the weight of the situation. Bow, who usually couldn't resist a joke, ran a hand through her hair. "So, we're working in the shadows, then? No backup, no help. Just the dream team?"

"As of now, yes," Fahlada answered. "Even the general couldn't know about this. I am sure Wisanu had someone spying on the general. A little change in his demeanor can signal Wisanu that his plans have reached us."

Rossami folded her arms. "Well, we've dealt with worse. But this time, we have to be smart. The second they realize we're onto them, we'll lose our advantage."

Tan pointed to the map. "The wedding collection launch is the perfect time for them to make their move. High-profile, tons of people, and all eyes on Earn. We need to be ahead of them."

Bow leaned in, eyeing the layout. "There's one moment where Earn will be completely exposed - on the runway. If they're planning to strike, that's when they'll do it."

Fahlada's gaze darkened. "We can't let that happen. I'll be staying close to Earn, but we ned backup."

Tan looked around, making sure the rest of the household was still asleep. He lowered his voice. "We have to keep our involvement quiet. None of the other guards can know what we're planning. If Wisanu's men get wind of this, we're done."

Rossami chimed in. "That means no one but us knows about the kidnapping plot. We have to play it like everything's normal."

Fahlada's eyes flickered toward Bow, sensing the wheels turning in her head. "What's on your mind, Bow?"

Bow shrugged, a mischievous grin creeping onto her face. "Well, I was thinking... if one of the models were to, say, mysteriously fall ill, we'd have a perfect excuse to get you closer to Earn."

Fahlada narrowed her eyes. "Bow, what are you suggesting?"

Bow gave an innocent look, but her grin widened. "Nothing drastic. Just... a well-timed case of food poisoning. If one of the models happens to drop out last minute, you'd be the perfect replacement, Lada. After all, you're her bodyguard - and you'd be right there next to her."

Tan chuckled despite the seriousness of the situation. "You're suggesting we... sabotage one of the models?"

Bow raised a hand defensively. "Hey, I'm just saying accidents happen. If Fahlada has to step in, it's not like we planned it... right?"