Chapter 10
London
Current Time
Ciaran steered his motorbike up to a small booth that housed the security guards at LeBlanc headquarters.
This was the first time he came back here since the auction for Juliette’s artwork in Australia a month ago.
“Open the gate,” he said.
The built-in remote control inside his helmet responded to his voice command and opened the door for him.
The security guard in the booth kept his hand on the grip of his gun as he watched Ciaran ride in on his motorbike. No one but top executives and security personnel had access to this gate.
As Ciaran rode in, the scanner at the gate flashed a green light. The security officer nodded an acknowledgment. He didn't know who Ciaran was because he didn’t have clearance to know the identity of those who entered. All h
