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come off as some racist brother who was trying to attack her heritage.
    “Now, let’s go over the itinerary and the cover, shall we;” she sat back in her chair and once again returned her attention to her dossier.
    Clearly he had already put his foot in his mouth with this woman. He was surprised she hadn’t gotten up and walked out on him. Then again, she had accepted an assignment and he gathered she wouldn’t readily walk away from one because she was too honorable for that. Now he felt guilty. He would have to find a way to make it up to her. How could he make it up to her? Any other woman and he would just buy them something nice and expensive and be done with it. But this woman…she looked like she could afford her own brand of expensive, and she didn’t seem like the type to go for being seduced with presents.

 
    Chapter Two
     
     
     
    V alencia already knew Harrison was flying commercially, and she also knew there were seats available because she had already booked her flight long before he accepted her as his bodyguard. She was sure he would say yes. They always said yes. Due to her size she spent a great deal of time doing a pre-hire proof session with male clients who assumed she couldn’t protect them. The only clients she didn’t have to go through that process with were those who came to her with a recommendation from a previous client. People were always surprised to find out she took references in consideration before saying yes to their request. They all seemed to assume she was desperate for business when really she wasn’t. She had turned down clients before without hesitation.
    Most people assumed women would be less judgmental, but they weren’t. In fact, she hated working with women because they were the most annoyingly petty people to work with. The worst was the husband who needed a bodyguard. The wife was so insecure that the thought of another woman spending time with their husband sent them into witch mode fast. She limited her acceptance of those types of cases, but occasionally an old friend of a friend would call her and plead for her to take the client on. It was good money, but being a bodyguard was far more stressful than things were when she was just an assassin. Being an assassin for the government was easy. She was the best of the best and she answered to one person only. Her job was simple, find the target and eliminate it. Being a bodyguard meant protect, save a life, make sure the bad guy or girl, didn’t get to the target. That responsibility, the responsibility of protecting a life instead of taking one, was a heavy load to bear.
    It wasn’t that her job as an assassin hadn’t helped save lives. Killing one monster inevitably saved the lives of several relatively innocent people, but years of killing…it was enough. Saving Thomas McGregor’s life had been the apex of her turning point. The feelings she received from saving a life far outweighed the adrenaline rush she had when she was on the hunt to take one. She was out of the assassin game—mostly anyway. Now she was a bodyguard, protecting and keeping safe the average man or woman so that they had a chance to live another day.
    This new assignment would be a challenge. Harrison Sinclair was a…jerk seemed like too strong of a word to use right now. She would reserve jerk-status until she spent a little more time with him. She would, however, say he was cocky. He was too cocky and being cocky could easily get him killed. He underestimated his enemy because she was a woman. And, like a lot of people she had spent time protecting, he was a man who didn’t want to readily admit having a weak spot. She shook her head. The safest cover they had come up with—safe to protect his manhood while still being safe enough to keep her by his side at all times, was that she was the girlfriend who was thinking of investing in his next opera. As if Harrison really needed an investor. His family had enough money to back each