Prologue

Sam threw open the glass door, and ran out into the rain. It was dark and stormy, the way a typical story started. However, Sam's life was now hanging on a thread. She desprately hoped that the security team wouldn't chase her. She knew every one of them personally...

But her hopes were shattered when she heard the door slammed open once again over the pounding rain. She ran on, not looking back. She felt her gut clench, the way it did when she was nervous, scared, or anxious. Currently, she was feeling all three emotions to their extreme, along with a touch of sadness and bittersweetness.

How did things go from fine to this? Her brain was buzzing with all the clues she'd found, and was trying to find a solution, as though her life depended on it. 

And it did. 

Not just her own, but also her boss's daughter. The very person who she was supposed to protect. Who'd been kidnapped right under their own noses. 

She had failed her only job. The person who'd betrayed them had no doubt been someone within their own company as well, and she knew that she had to find out who it is. 

Because everyone else thought that it was her.

She was innocent, yet couldn't convince them without any evidence. The traitor had laid out a trail of evidence that all conveniently pointed to her. As a result, her own co-workers and friends had turned against her. She had to flee the scene and now they were chasing her.

It hurt her to know that they truly believed that she had committed such an unspeakable and cruel crime. It was really her own fault though. She blamed herself for not protecting Bethany well enough, and for letting this happen. She felt her heart throb at the thought of her being tied uo somewhere, scared and lonely.

Sam was now completely soaked, and her tired muscles were now giving out. It had been a long day, and they'd been running for at least 5 kilometers now. She was fit and in shape, but was still no match for the security team, who'd been trained to run marathons.

They were rapidly gaining ground on her, and was within earshot now. She estimated that there were at least 25 of them, and they were all armed. Things were not looking good for her. Perhaps it was time for her to worry about her own life now.

She heard the head of the security, Victor, yell, "Give up now and show us where she is, Sam, or we'll have to open fire. I don't want to hurt you. We just want Ms. Rodrigo back, and to understand why you did this."

Sam couldn't help but still feel upset that they didn't believe her. She told them that it wasn't her and they knew that she wasn't the type of person to do such a thing. But when people are desprate and there's a conveinent solution, they tend to believe it without much consideration.

She wonder whether she should reply or stay silent. She knew that she couldn't keep going for much longer and that there was no point in trying to convince them that she was innocent. Deep down, Sam was also scared to die. She didn't want to die knowing that everyone believed her to be a traitor and kidnapper.

Her poor parents... they'd lose their mind once they found out. And Bethany... although they hadn't quite figured out their relation yet, who knows what would happen to her. Sam needed to stay alive and free in order to find her and free her.

This seemed impossible though. How could she, a lowly rookie bodyguard, who was currently on the run and also on the verge of being caught, do such a big task by herself? The odds were all stacked against her, and everything depended on her.

Find out what happens next in The Bodygaurd's Boss!