Chapter 10: The Bad Guy’s Card
The first ray of morning light lit up the blue sky. Kieran came out of the main door, a set of bodyguards behind him, and they took an elevator to the highest floor.
No one other than him could come here... because the floor is mainly to keep the vault safe. A few days ago, a helicopter had airlifted it and placed it right through an openable ceiling.
The armed soldiers by the vault's door bowed as Kieran walked in. Kieran said a random word through a mic by the wall... and the door hummed open. For security purposes, a voice-recognition AI had been installed there such that only Kieran could gain access inside... just as only Zyn could drive her Pagani.
In the aftermath, Kieran unlocked the smaller safe to take a look at the documents inside. He just grew curious this morning, about how many things he had in his possession, how many buildings.... how many properties.
And would there be a loose end he had to take care of? Curiosity is a dangerous thing, they say.
Just as he unlocked the safe, a hand holding its door open, a beep came from behind. And Kieran spun his head backwards at the intercom... where his spectacled P.A. appeared on.
"Good morning, Mr Holland," Amanda greeted, her tiny voice emanating from the intercom speaker.
"Let her in, Vanta," Kieran mumbled, turning back to the safe.
"Sure, Mr Holland," the artificial intelligence replied.
The door slid wide open, and Amanda's heel hit against the marble floor. She stood behind Kieran, who stepped away from the safe with a bulk of documents in hand.
Amanda bowed, a file held closely to her waist. "Hello, Mr Holland. How was your night, sir?"