“Harlin, wake up”. The man rouses her awake.
“Wh… What…. What is it?”. She asks drowsily.
“Get dressed, I’ll wait for you downstairs”. The man walks out of the room and Harlin groans in frustration. She stretches, gets up and wraps a robe around her before going to join the man downstairs.
Standing around the table are men dressed in black with rifles in hand, each man is wearing Kevlar.
“What’s going on?”, Harlin asks as she stares at the men in fear and confusion. Fear because the men are all huge and bulky.
“What’s going on is that I got word that Brian and his assistant are going on a little date night adventure”. The man smirks when Harlin scowls.
“Damn them both!”, She grits. “But it’s late though, can’t you attack them another time. You might alert the police”.
“The polic
