Jericho's POV
I was in charge of the security detail on Silver for the event. I had to hire private security and mobilize with the pack's task force.
“Hi, I'm Jericho Salvatore. I'm supposed…”
“Mr Salvatore, Jerry Sanders,” I shook hands with a man almost twice my height and size. His build was almost intimidating but the sigil on his hand showed that he was from the private company I hired.
“We have been expecting you,”
“You guys cost a lot,” I muttered as I looked around, taking note of the weaponry and number of men they came with.
“Really hope you are worth it or I'm getting my money back,”
“You are getting an elite ex-military squad, trained in combat and assessment. Miss Salvatore is in safe hands,”
“For now, those are words hanging over the millions I paid,” I respond
