THIRD PERSON POV
Noah twirled his head around and frowned. “Hey, who are you? You don't seem to be my neighbor, and the bar doesn't run today.”
“I know all that, I'm Dr. Trooper's security piece,” Thomas said, his voice gruff. His steely eyes hard as he glanced at the low light in the hallway.
“Of course not, you are not,” Fiona protested immediately. “The Ly___ I mean, Mr Hrolf already told me the entire truth.”
“Well, whatever he told you, this is the truth now, darlin’,” he gave her a smug look. “My company has been tasked to protect you, Dr. Trooper. From all kinds of threats.” He completed while his gaze lingered around the other man with a huge frown.
“Fiona, what's going on?” Noah asked.
“I…I’m sorry for all this, Noah.” She turned to face him. “I sincerely just think there
