Thinking about Monica, Rex leaned back in his chair. "Send someone to keep an eye on her… from the shadows."
Victor nodded slightly. "Actually, we only confirmed it last night. Turns out the female bodyguards around her are from our own company." He said with the faintest trace of amusement in his eyes. "Not part of our high-tier units, though. They're just ordinary ones."
He let the word ordinary hang in the air for a beat before adding with a smirk, "Well, ordinary by our standards. Which still means they're leagues above the so-called 'elite' teams from other agencies. You know the type… all polished boots, synchronized moves, and big reputations, but fall apart the moment things stop going according to their training manual."
