At ten o'clock that morning, Carey knocked on the door of the Starlight

Entertainment CEO's office.

She stepped inside, leading the candidate for the personal bodyguard position.

"Ms. Kensington, this is Mr. Monroe, here for the bodyguard interview."

Briony looked up from the stack of paperwork in front of her.

The man was tall-so tall that even Carey, who stood around five-foot-seven, seemed petite beside him.

He wore all black: a tracksuit, a baseball cap pulled low, and a surgical mask covering most of his face. Only his eyes were visible, the rest of him hidden away.

Carey handed over the interview file.

Briony glanced down at the papers.

experience with an international

available for round-the-clock assignments.

was

the man's face. "Could you take off your mask so

steady. "My face

Burned?

in your file-was it a fire? Is that why

Blair nodded. "Yes."

knew it was irrational, maybe even unfair, but she

you. I'm not going to judge you for an accident, but I do need to know

reached up and removed

angry burns that left little doubt he'd been

was true his features were almost unrecognizable. But even with the scars, Briony could make out the shape of his nose and the

the same face

moment. "You can put your mask back on." Without a word, Blair lowered his gaze and slipped the mask over his face again. He looked at Briony. "Is there

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