The moment the words left Na's mouth, Chrono stopped what he was doing. His hand, still holding the phone, slowly lowered until he set it down on the table beside him.
Guards? That was surprising enough.
But professional guards?
Now he was listening.
If the comment had come from just anyone else, Chrono might've brushed it off. Maybe assumed it was a rookie mistaking a few security cameras or hired muscle for something more than they were. But this wasn't just anyone, this was Na. And if he said they were professionals, then they were.
Chrono turned to face him fully. "Was she not just an ordinary girl? Did you take her from some kind of manor or protected compound? I thought we ran background checks on her."
"We did," Na replied. "According to everything we pulled, she's a normal girl. Lives alone most of the time. Her father travels often. She was supposed to be one of the easiest targets, based on the intel."
Chrono folded his arms, listening intently.
