"THIS IS COMPLETELY UNNECESSARY," I grumbled with mild annoyance as I watched the guys of Iron Order set up my new security system. Sinclair was leaning against the wall, giving instructions every now and then and for the most part, he seemed to be ignoring my complaints. However, I could see the shift of curtains and blinds as my neighbors peeked and watched these big, frightening men install state-of-the-art security equipment for the "Iron Queen."
I had figured Sinclair would go a bit overboard after I told him about the greasy-haired man, but I hadn't expected this. An alarm for my front and back doors, cameras located at my front and back doors—which would be monitored by someone he was placing on security detail—and he had, not only increased my protection detail to a whopping twelv
