Damon.
Mr. Cavelle had signed me to take care of some very important guest who would be coming by flight this afternoon and escort them from the airport to the hotel and then to the banquet when the time came. But the traffic was horrible and it was almost no time to get dressed, for me of course. So when we finally got on our way the banquet had already been going on for an hour already. The moment I walked in I knew my job was done for the time being, but it didn't mean I could join the party like everyone else could. I still had to look after the girls, keep a watch on every single sign of things that was a bit off or questionable. I kept looking around the room, but my eyes kept wander back to the same place every time. I really couldn't stay away from her, my mind was filled with her
