His Secret Bodyguard

Part 7

After my quick shower, I pulled on a pair of jean shorts and a hoodie. I quickly put on my mascara and covered up the dark circles under my eyes..

I walked out of the bathroom. Harry was knocked out on his bed. He'd finished his coffee and breakfast, but was clearly exhausted from our run. I rolled my eyes, picking up my phone and going out on the balcony to call Jeff.

"Yeah?" He answered. "What time can I drop him off?" I asked. "Uh.. Yeah, well we still haven't figured out who the guy was. We have his picture, and have given it to the people at the arena. They're going to try and ensure that he doesn't get inside the venue." He explained. "Uh huh, that's great. When can I drop him off?" I asked. He laughed a little. "Brynn, you can't just drop him off. You need to stay with him all day today. Don't let him out of your sight, and keep an eye out for that man.. You'll need to get to the arena at four. Stay with him the entire time; watch him during the show. And I'll give you more details after that." He elaborated.

I sighed. "You're trying to kill me, aren't you? He has other security guards. Why can't they do this?" I questioned. "Because, that places a target on Harry's back. You don't look like them, which helps him blend in better." He replied. I groaned. Before I could argue with him further, he started talking again. "Brynn, I gotta go. Take care of him, please." He stated, hanging up. I sighed, going back into the room.

He was still knocked out cold. I glanced at the time. It was only 10:00AM. I sighed, walking over and sitting on the bed. I pulled out my laptop, going on and doing the other part of my job. Which is making sure his social media accounts are running as they should, and looking to make sure that no press saw him this morning.

Somehow, they hadn't. Which was good. I hacked into the arena's security system, and went through the camera footage from two days ago. I managed to get a pretty good shot of the man's face, and went through my other database. After hacking my way through a few backdoor webpages, I finally matched his face to a profile. He had a few arrests for assault, but that was it.. I took a picture of that, along with his name, and sent it to Jeffrey.. I closed out of all the pages, clearing my history and shutting my computer down. My phone started vibrating and I saw Jeff was calling me again.

I sighed and got off the bed, going out onto the balcony again so I wouldn't wake up Harry. I answered it, silently shutting the door behind me.

"How the hell did you find this so quickly?" He asked.  I laughed. "I have a long history of being good at hacking into databases and whatnot. Remembered a few things." I replied. "So this is illegally obtained information?" He questioned. "I mean, I don't consider it illegal." I said. He sighed. "Brynn.. You can't hack into police files." He commented. "Ok, listen. That's great and all, but I don't care. I helped get this information for you. So, use it so that I don't get shot again." I stated, hanging up.

I went back inside. Harry was now lying on his stomach, the pillow pulled over his head. There was a knock on the door, and I sighed, walking over and looking through the hole. I cursed, taking a few steps back. I bumped into the cabinet behind me, and the lamp almost fell.

"Would you mind? I'm trying to sleep." Harry muttered into the pillow. "Yeah, keep doing that." I commented quietly, walking over and picking up the phone, dialing down to the lobby.

As soon as they answered, I quickly explained to them that there was a dangerous and armed man outside my room, needed security and told them to call the police immediately. "What's going on?" Harry asked, pulling the pillow off his head and looking over at me. I shoved my free hand over his mouth.

"Ok, miss. Security has been notified, they're on their way up. We have called the police." The woman on the other end stated.

Harry gently grabbed my wrist, pulling my hand away from his face. "What the hell is going on?" He asked again. I hung the phone up.

"Harry, shut the fuck up, now. He's outside the door. Unless you want to die, I recommend shutting the hell up." I stated quietly, glaring at him. He was going to get us both killed.

The man started banging on the door. "I know you're in there! Open the door, now!" He shouted. I glanced around the room. There was nowhere for Harry to go. "Don't make me break down the door!" He exclaimed, banging on the door again. Where the hell was security?

I heard him slam his weight against the door, and quickly realized there was a very good chance of him getting in here.

"Get up." I stated, and he slowly stood up. It only took the guy one more try, before the door slammed open, and he barged into the room. His eyes landed on Harry, and he held the gun up, aiming it at him.. I quickly pulled him behind me.

"Please, don't." I heard Harry say. "I have to." The man replied. And yet his hand was shaking. "Who's paying you to do this?" I questioned, putting pieces together in my head. He looked at me. "It doesn't matter. Move out of the way." He demanded. I glared at him. "No. I highly recommend you leave this room right now." I stated.

"Oh really? You do?" He asked, scoffing. "I do. Yes. Security is on their way up here, as are the police. But, if I were you, I'd be a lot more worried about me." I commented, taking a step towards him. Harry didn't want me to leave him un-guarded, and followed me, grabbing onto my arm.

The man laughed. "Worried about you? You're a foot smaller than me, and don't appear to have much muscle." He responded. "I'll give you one more chance to leave. Harry let go of me." I commented. He slowly let go of my arm, his fingers dragging against my skin.

The man was still looking at me like I was joking. I smirked, letting my anger seep through my gaze. "Times up." I muttered. Before he could shoot, I leaped forward, tightly gripping the barrel of the gun and shoving his arm to the side. It took me less than a second to take a step back and aim it at him. I actually knew how to hold a gun, and was very comfortable doing-so. He held his hands up, and I saw the wedding band around his finger. I sighed, turning the safety on, and tucking the gun into the back of my waistband.

"Leave. Now." I stated firmly. Harry was still behind me. "I can't do that." He replied. He walked forward, and I quickly shoved the heel of my palm into his nose, and at the same time brought my knee up between his legs. He stumbled backwards, his nose instantly dripping blood. "Holy shit." I heard Harry curse behind me. The man glared at me and I saw security appear in the doorway just as he charged at me. I smirked, quickly moving out of the way, pulling Harry with me. I kicked my foot out, making contact with the man's ankles. He fell to the ground, groaning. Before he could get back up, I stepped on his wrist, bending down next to him and forcing him to look at me. I had his other arm bent uncomfortably behind his back.

"Never judge a girl by her size. Jackass. Tell your wife I said you're welcome for not shooting you." I stated, taking a step back.. The two security guys came in, grabbing him and dragging him out of the room. I turned to face Harry. "Are you alright?" I asked. He was watching me with a look of shock on his face.

"Yeah, I know.. It was a bit much." I commented. He shook his head. "That was fucking incredible. I never would've thought you could take that guy." He said. "Yes, well.. Part of my job." I replied.

A police officer came into the room. "Oh good, here. I took his gun from him." I commented, slowly pulling the gun out, facing it downwards and away from the both of us. She nodded, taking it from me. "You took on that guy?" She asked, briefly glancing over at Harry, obviously recognizing him.

"Yeah, he was trying to kill him. I'm part of his security staff." I answered. She nodded, writing it down. "That's pretty impressive." She commented, and I shrugged.. I explained to her that he'd been paid by someone to do this, and she told me they would look into it.. She asked Harry and I a few more questions, and then left.. We had to go down to the lobby to transfer rooms, since the door had been kicked in...

I looked at the time. Still a few hours to go....