Our Bruised Bodies | Bradley Bradshaw

ACT FIVE - PART SEVENTEEN

Getting her phone on her way to her own car, Grace flipped it over, so it was the right way around, before she looked up, upon seeing the man standing in front of her, about to open the door for the young Admiral.

"Say agent Hill, isn't it boring for a secret service agent as yourself to come along with me wherever I go?" She wondered, which had the agent pause, looking at her.

"No, Ma'am. It is my duty to protect you with my life." He replied, about no emotion in his voice, which did feed in Grace's assumption that he was a Navy seal before if not a Marine.

"A bit over the top, isn't it?" She wondered a brief smile playing around her lips, while she watched the man, who followed her like a shadow when she was stateside.

"You are one of the most powerful people in the country. And the president is fond of you, Ma'am." He told her, which reminded Grace of expensive vodka and long philosophy discussions about what it meant to hold power in the oval office. The president was a pleasant man, a man towering over her as if she was a child.

"Pray tell, does the secret service has a file of every Navy Admiral?" She then wondered, for Grace knew that since Agent Hill never left her side, he knew about a whole lot of the things she did.

He must be very aware of her father's sickness even though he had never before entered either of the houses that belonged to the family, nor is he sitting with her in her office, but he knew which Admiral were her allies and which weren't. He knew who to keep away and who to allow close and every Admiral had a personal bodyguard when stateside, even though they were mostly waiting in cars or standing in front of doors for them. There were still things to know.

"I wouldn't know, Ma'am." Hill answered her, which had Grace nod.

"And if you would, you wouldn't tell me, of course. I know the sentiment you guys live by." She allowed. "I was just wondering what was written in mine."

"I'm highly discreet, Ma'am. Also, about my paperwork." He promised her, while Grace guessed that that was a blunt lie. Even though she would give Hill credit for writing it all down but blacking some of it out again to save at least a little bit of her dignity.

"I think that's reassuring." Grace muttered, about to open the door for herself, but Hill was quick to cover her hand before she could do so.

"Highly discreet." He emphasised, which had Grace furrow her brows slightly, before letting go of the doorhandle as the agent apparently wanted, before allowing him to guide her around the car, only to open the door for her there. Grace got inside, her eyes still on Agent Hill for a moment, but as she sat and turned, she knew what the agent meant.

"What are you doing here?" Grace wondered as she glanced at Jon Henry, who had made himself comfortable in her car. A charming but still cocky smirk on his lips, as he used his hand to brush through his shortened raven curls, causing them to fall into his eyes like curtains. It made him look even more attractive and he was very much aware of it, which had Grace raise an eyebrow at him. Ready to kick the other Admiral out of her car, if he just came to bothered her with his looks.

"Give me a ride, I need to go to the office building before I fly out home, and I guessed you would go there too anyway." Grace watched the older Admiral for a moment.

"Pretty sure you have your own car." Grace pointed out, only for Springer to smile at her dotingly, as if she was a child that had just done something cute and had no idea about it.

"But I couldn't possibly chat with you if I would take my own car." He told her with so much earnest, Grace wanted to hit him in his perfect face.

Allowing herself a reaction, due to the private setting, causing a sigh to leave her lips while she pinched the bridge of her nose. Only to then take a deep breath and straighten her posture again, before making eye contact with Agent Hill. She gave a sharp nod, which had the agent understand that he was to follow orders. Closing the soundproof toned window which would be separating them for now.