Mina descended the stairs with baby Ellie in her arms. Her arms wrapped her baby, with a smile tugging at her lips when Ellie giggled towards her.
" Who is a good girl? Yes, you are. Ellie is a good girl." she said in a baby tone.
Reaching the end of the stairs, she looked around with her brows furrowed. Something wasn't right. The mansion was quiet. Not the quiet she was used to. The silence pressed her chest, heavy and watchful.
Her gaze travelled to the front door. Two men stood there. Broad shoulders, rigid stances and sharp eyes that cut the room in half.
They looked like her guards, dressed in the same tailored black suits, except she didn't know their faces.
Her brows furrowed. She knew every man they hired. She knew their names, their story, and their weakness. She tested them, broken them, if she had to.
The taller guard turned and met her gaze. Mina stared straight at him.
" Any problem, ma'am?".
" Gotcha," she muttered to herself.
Her men don't call her ma'am; they refer to her as boss. They had an imposter in the house. However, she wasn't going to make it obvious.
"Nothing. Continue with whatever you were doing."
Mina waved her hand towards him before she changed her route to her office. She hugged Ellie tightly. She had to act composed, she couldn't be swayed by two strangers. But her daughter was her priority.
The office door swung open harshly.
" Geez, what happened?" Naarah asked.
" The house is under attack," she whispered.
" What do you mean?" Naarah paled.
Mina set Ellie in the crib. She gestured to her friend to lower her voice.
She swallowed the lump in her throat.
" The house is under attack. I mean a silent attack. Our men have been swapped. "
Naarah sat on the couch.
" I don't get you, Mina. What do you mean by silent attack?"
She took a deep breath before telling her what had happened earlier.
Naarah eyes widened.
" What do we do now?"
" We can't give anything away. They mustn't know, we know. Let's pretend everything is fine. I'd figure something up."
Naarah nibbled on her lip. Her heart roared in her chest.
" What is the plan?"
Mina runs her hands through her hair.
" I don't know Naarah. We need to think. As I said we can't let them know."
" You're right. Do you think it's the same person who killed Amanda?"
Mina turned to look at her with her brows raised.
" What do you mean?"
" Amanda was killed by a mysterious person. What if that same person is after us? Who knows?"
" If what you're saying is right then. Who could that person be? It won't be the French mob since we agreed no war."