Face Value by RJ Scott

Author:RJ Scott
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay, gay romance, bodyguard
Publisher: RJ Scott

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Manny carried his coffee and Beckett's into the comms room. For a few seconds after entering, Beckett stood in silence. He looked, as best he could, at every conceivable electronic communication device arrayed in the room. Several screens showed security footage of what he assumed was the local area. Each one cycled from a single image to another but one particular shot caught Beckett's eye.

A full front view of the place he was in. A beautiful large cabin set back into forest and surrounded by fencing. There was nothing subtle about this place. It was in your face security and he wondered for a short moment how the hell anything this big could be kept secret from anyone with an ability to take satellite images or just a good set of freaking binoculars.

"Server system," Manny began. "Redundancy in an identical system, firewalls like you wouldn't believe. This core is essentially the panic room and you can play a mean Call of Duty on the far computer. Though don't play with Kayden, he's too good." Manny looked at Beckett expectantly but none of what Manny had said, apart from the Call of Duty reference, made much sense.

"You have a panic room?" That was what Beckett focused on. He knew what one of those was. He'd seen the film.

"Oh, compromise leads to shut down. This door," he waved at the entrance they just came through, "and this one." That exit was on the opposite side. "They shut tight and the core here is where you're safe."

Beckett looked about him curiously. Then the one question he wanted to ask just spilled from his mouth. "Where's the bathroom in that scenario?"

"There isn't one," Manny replied. "Panic room lockdown is flashed to Ops in a nano second. You'd have the entire Foundation down on your ass in the space of an hour."

"Cool."

"It's just a smaller part of the main lockdown."

"Which is?" Beckett looked at Kayden as he entered the room with a basket of something. Oh my God, are those croissants?

"As soon as the front door shuts behind us we initiate lockdown. Windows, door, all secure." Manny answered readily. He was busy fiddling with a visual keyboard and his tongue stuck out a little way as he concentrated.

"So last night I was in a locked house. But you still locked me in my room?" Beckett rounded on Kayden who took a step back nervously.

"I couldn't have you stumbling around in the dark," he said simply.

"What is the code on this lockdown thing?" Beckett asked quickly.

Manny grinned and hit a few more buttons. "You set your own code from here—"

Kayden grimaced. "You don't need a code—"

Manny and Kayden had spoken at the same time. Unspoken communication passed between them and then Kayden shrugged. Clearly some agreement had been reached. Manny gestured for Beckett to approach and indicated a pale violet screen displaying a few white boxes.

"Type your code in here. Something memorable. The code is only to be used in emergencies."

Beckett entered a few numbers and then again when prompted.

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