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„Mr. Whitfield?” Katherine Eisenhower, his chief of bodyguards, asked Remington “May we go?”
He looked on her for a short glance.
Well, when somebody looks on Katherine Eisenhower, his/her first thought is not that how good bodyguard she could be. Neither the second one.
Kate was a gorgeous – if he wanted to be blunt, then he would say red hot – young woman. She was petit, even in her crazy stiletto heels were not reached higher than his shoulders, with perfect, hourglass figure. Everybody thought, that she is an extremely well-paid lingerie model. Or his lover… Only Remington knew, that that sexy body is a living weapon, and it already saved life with warding off two bullets, in one case at a previous client.
Remington’s father had been killed in an assassination, eight months ago. Ever since then, he lives in extremely tight security, just as rest of his family. He hired Kate after that – since during the assassination the former chief of security had been killed too – who set up an entire private army around them. His personal security was ensured by 18 guard, included Kate, his mom was protected by 8, while his siblings, Robyn, Jacob, and Vicky was defended by 4-4 guards. Of course, they had armored vehicles, tactic weaponry – all the guards had Glock 18C full-auto pistol, and brand new, 4.6 mm Heckler & Koch MP7A1 submachinegun – armored folding screens, bomb searching devices, night-sights, and every miraculous equipment, what he saw before only in James Bond movies. His car – a modified, Maybach 62 Zeppelin Guard – was built in Germany, in the factory of Daimler AG owned Maybach, assisted by the engineers of the Krauss-Maffei Wegman Co & KG and General Dynamics Land Systems, the companies, which designed and built the German Leopard II. and the American M1A1 Abrams main battle tanks. It was necessary to involve military engineering, because the required protection level was not possible to achieve without using military technology, and actually he had received the special permission to do that from the United States Department Of Defense. The protection level of his car comparable to the Cadillac One, the official car of the President of the States.
“Well, it has to happen once” he answered “Let’s go!”
Since 8 months, this occasion would be the first one, when he shows his face anywhere. Kate took pains over to arrange this event, she negotiated for weeks about the security details, and the fact, if the organizers want Remington D. Whitfield, the wealthiest man in history to attend on this charity event, then they accept that he will arrive with 18 bodyguards, and with extremely tight security restrictions, namely, that even the good Lord must not approach him within 20 yards without the permission of Katherine Eisenhower.
They accepted.
Usually Remington never participated on such charity events. Through his foundations he spends several hundred-millions of dollars for charity, but never participating such, direct events. Though, this event is a bit special, as the wealthiest persons arrives from all over the world, even the attendance fee is a million. Expected by the organizers, it will results the highest amount of bestowment in the history.
The way from the Whitfield Tower on the Upper West Side, in Manhattan, to the Plaza Hotel, is only a quarter hour. They travelled with a three-car convoy, in front, and in the back was an armored Cadillac Escalade ESV, with 4-4 guards, and between them was Remington’s Maybach. Eight other guards are already on the place, and they already checked everything, well before Remington arrived, according to the protocol, set up by Kate. By the time of his arrival, the area is secured, checked for bombs, and everything, and everybody is chased away, which even the slightest seems to be harmful to Remington.
When Remington arrived, the procedure had started. Firstly, 3-3 guards got off of the cars, and secured the area, one-one driver remained in the car, in case they need to leave in hurry. When everything seemed in order, Kate got off from the car, and personally checked the area again. As she decided, that it is safe to leave the strongly armored Maybach, she opened the door to Remington:
“Mr. Whitfield”
“Thank you, Kate” he answered, and got off of the car.
He put his extravagant suit straight. In his uniquely styled suit, and flowing, mid-back long raven black hair he looked like a legendary prince, or a villain hero. He nodded to Kate, to go in the building.
They walked in, according to the choreography and formation, which Kate had determined. The agreement was, that they will arrive exactly 9PM, and by that time everybody will sit in their place, and nobody allowed to move on the way to, and in the Grand Hall. It seems, that the organizers of the event could manage that, and they had met with nobody.
When they stepped in to the ball room, it was crowded with the guests, but really, everybody was sitting their table. The guards disappeared, they drew back, to be invisible, only Kate remained beside Remington, and guide him to a table where only one woman was sitting.
Alexa Damon. The wealthiest woman on Earth.
Remington was aware of the fact, that at this evening she would be his commensal. She was a stunningly beautiful young lady, seemingly at very beginning of her 20s, though they are in the same age, being 27 years old. As she sat at the table, Remington couldn’t see all of her gown, but what he saw, she was wearing a provocatively sexy, amazing evening gown.
“Good evening, Ms. Damon” he greeted her “I am awfully glad, that we share this table tonight.”
He looked on her for a short glance.
Well, when somebody looks on Katherine Eisenhower, his/her first thought is not that how good bodyguard she could be. Neither the second one.
Kate was a gorgeous – if he wanted to be blunt, then he would say red hot – young woman. She was petit, even in her crazy stiletto heels were not reached higher than his shoulders, with perfect, hourglass figure. Everybody thought, that she is an extremely well-paid lingerie model. Or his lover… Only Remington knew, that that sexy body is a living weapon, and it already saved life with warding off two bullets, in one case at a previous client.
Remington’s father had been killed in an assassination, eight months ago. Ever since then, he lives in extremely tight security, just as rest of his family. He hired Kate after that – since during the assassination the former chief of security had been killed too – who set up an entire private army around them. His personal security was ensured by 18 guard, included Kate, his mom was protected by 8, while his siblings, Robyn, Jacob, and Vicky was defended by 4-4 guards. Of course, they had armored vehicles, tactic weaponry – all the guards had Glock 18C full-auto pistol, and brand new, 4.6 mm Heckler & Koch MP7A1 submachinegun – armored folding screens, bomb searching devices, night-sights, and every miraculous equipment, what he saw before only in James Bond movies. His car – a modified, Maybach 62 Zeppelin Guard – was built in Germany, in the factory of Daimler AG owned Maybach, assisted by the engineers of the Krauss-Maffei Wegman Co & KG and General Dynamics Land Systems, the companies, which designed and built the German Leopard II. and the American M1A1 Abrams main battle tanks. It was necessary to involve military engineering, because the required protection level was not possible to achieve without using military technology, and actually he had received the special permission to do that from the United States Department Of Defense. The protection level of his car comparable to the Cadillac One, the official car of the President of the States.
“Well, it has to happen once” he answered “Let’s go!”
Since 8 months, this occasion would be the first one, when he shows his face anywhere. Kate took pains over to arrange this event, she negotiated for weeks about the security details, and the fact, if the organizers want Remington D. Whitfield, the wealthiest man in history to attend on this charity event, then they accept that he will arrive with 18 bodyguards, and with extremely tight security restrictions, namely, that even the good Lord must not approach him within 20 yards without the permission of Katherine Eisenhower.
They accepted.
Usually Remington never participated on such charity events. Through his foundations he spends several hundred-millions of dollars for charity, but never participating such, direct events. Though, this event is a bit special, as the wealthiest persons arrives from all over the world, even the attendance fee is a million. Expected by the organizers, it will results the highest amount of bestowment in the history.
The way from the Whitfield Tower on the Upper West Side, in Manhattan, to the Plaza Hotel, is only a quarter hour. They travelled with a three-car convoy, in front, and in the back was an armored Cadillac Escalade ESV, with 4-4 guards, and between them was Remington’s Maybach. Eight other guards are already on the place, and they already checked everything, well before Remington arrived, according to the protocol, set up by Kate. By the time of his arrival, the area is secured, checked for bombs, and everything, and everybody is chased away, which even the slightest seems to be harmful to Remington.
When Remington arrived, the procedure had started. Firstly, 3-3 guards got off of the cars, and secured the area, one-one driver remained in the car, in case they need to leave in hurry. When everything seemed in order, Kate got off from the car, and personally checked the area again. As she decided, that it is safe to leave the strongly armored Maybach, she opened the door to Remington:
“Mr. Whitfield”
“Thank you, Kate” he answered, and got off of the car.
He put his extravagant suit straight. In his uniquely styled suit, and flowing, mid-back long raven black hair he looked like a legendary prince, or a villain hero. He nodded to Kate, to go in the building.
They walked in, according to the choreography and formation, which Kate had determined. The agreement was, that they will arrive exactly 9PM, and by that time everybody will sit in their place, and nobody allowed to move on the way to, and in the Grand Hall. It seems, that the organizers of the event could manage that, and they had met with nobody.
When they stepped in to the ball room, it was crowded with the guests, but really, everybody was sitting their table. The guards disappeared, they drew back, to be invisible, only Kate remained beside Remington, and guide him to a table where only one woman was sitting.
Alexa Damon. The wealthiest woman on Earth.
Remington was aware of the fact, that at this evening she would be his commensal. She was a stunningly beautiful young lady, seemingly at very beginning of her 20s, though they are in the same age, being 27 years old. As she sat at the table, Remington couldn’t see all of her gown, but what he saw, she was wearing a provocatively sexy, amazing evening gown.
“Good evening, Ms. Damon” he greeted her “I am awfully glad, that we share this table tonight.”
