Page 19 of Without Fail

When Jaxon’s name flashed on a video call a moment later, Marshal answered.

Instead of Jaxon, though, the man’s gorgeous husband filled the screen.

“Hey, Marshal,” Hayden smiled. “You need more manpower?”

“A few more would help.”

“I can send Gunner and Felix.”

“Okay, where is Jaxon?” Marshal asked.

“He’s feeding his face.” Hayden swiveled the phone so he could see Jaxon taking a bite of a hamburger. His boss waived.

Marshal snorted. “Yeah, send Gunner and Felix, and if you have one more that would be great.”

“Okay, I think Sterling is free,” Hayden agreed. “Don’t forget it’s Thanksgiving this Thursday, so pickings might be slim.”

“I won’t. I think the Langstons will provide food,” Marshal said, and he planned on going home that day.

“Yum,” Hayden snickered and ended the call.

“I’ll hook everyone up with radios,” Alexander said and Marshal nodded.

All Langston employees lived locally, and high-frequency radios would make it easier for the bodyguards to keep in touch as they handled their separate jobs.

It took an hour and thirty minutes to assemble the team into pairs once Gunner Morgan, Felix Acosta, and Sterling Carnell arrived.

Marshal gazed over the quiet group of bodyguards that had gathered in the main room located on the ground floor of the Langston estate.

“I want pictures of every person your target meets. Send them to Alexander or myself immediately and we’ll start doing a background check.”

“You’re all on channel three,” Alexander said, handing each team a radio.

“I shot each team one target photo and information,” Hitch piped up from where he was sitting with a laptop on his lap.

“I need to reiterate something,” Bishop said.

“Go ahead.” Marshal gave Bishop the floor.

Bishop walked to the head of the group and turned, facing the teams. “This goes without saying, but I’m going to say it anyway.” The man paused, running his eyes over the group. “Nobody is to talk about anything related to this case outside of this room.”

“Sometimes the staff come in here to deliver beverages, food, or clean. We always shut conversations down when that happens, but what if we’re caught off guard?” Tanner said.

Tanner Hendrix had been with Cobalt Security for over a year and had a very bright future ahead. Tanner was quick and super fucking smart.

“Any ideas?” Bishop asked Tanner.

The man’s response was quick. “We all take turns rotating as a guard to man the door twenty-four seven. I’ll put together a schedule. Nobody enters until the guard notifies those inside first.”

Marshal smirked and Bishop smiled wide. The rest of the men nodded in agreement.

“There you have it,” Marshal said. “Now, watch your target and when they leave for the day or weekend, you do whatever you need to do to get the information back to us.”

With low murmurs of agreement, pairs broke off together to go over the photos and information about their target.

Marshal headed out of the room with Alexander and Hitch.

“Hey, Marshal?” Brandon, Ryker’s bodyguard, called from down the hallway.

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