Love in the Limelight (Astrid and Elio)

Chapter 535

Hank cast a disdainful glance at Chad's blustering entrance, "Cool it, man. Take a seat. The Boss

hasn't even spoken yet. Can you stop flailing around like a damn fool?"

"Come on, Hank, you're missing the point here. Look at the crap that joker's spitting. Does that sound

like something a decent person would say?" Chad tried to retort, but Hank grabbed him before he could

continue.

Astrid rolled her eyes at Chad, "Can we cut the chatter and actually get something done for once?"

At Astrid's words, Hank and Chad knew it was game time.

It had been ages since they'd been in the field doing the Boss' dirty work, and the adrenaline was

kicking in hard.

Astrid glanced at Chad and drawled, "Fetch my gear from the company's safe room. I'm gonna need it."

"No way, Boss, are you stepping in?" Chad was practically bouncing with excitement. "Seriously, Boss,

for a guy like Jay? You really need to get involved personally?"

Astrid explained, "If Jay's managed to stay off Elio's hit list this long, it means he's either got something

up his sleeve or someone's got his back."

"Do you think a slick operator like him is just gonna wire the cash because we asked nicely in an

email?"

"Would you bet he's gonna want a meet-up?"

No sooner had she finished her prediction than the ping of an email alert sounded.

Astrid clicked on the new message, and sure enough, it was from Jay requesting a meeting.

Chad's mouth twitched, "Boss, were you a fortune teller secretly? How are you always spot on? Hey,

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"Focus on the job, or I'll have you planting cacti in the desert—with a quota of a thousand before you

can come back," Astrid shot back, and just like that, Chad was out the door like a shot.

Hank closed the door behind Chad and turned to Astrid, "Boss, there's something else. An international

hit squad's been making waves, giving us a hard time."

"And we've got some internal issues too. Not everyone was thrilled when Healey handed the reins over

to you, and since taking over, you haven't been back. I got a message from the informant, saying the

second-in-command's been getting too bold."

Astrid raised her hand slightly, "No worries. I'll handle it after this business is sorted. They're just

grasshoppers. They can't cause a storm."

Hank had full confidence in Astrid's abilities. But lately, she'd been dealing with a lot, and her identity

was special. The organization didn't know her true identity, only that Healey had passed the leadership

to someone named Aster.

If her identity was exposed, it would cause a tsunami in showbiz. At least until Astar achieved her goal

of winning the best actress award, her identity had to remain a secret.

"Hank," Astrid tapped on the mouse, and the photo of a middle-aged man appeared on the screen.

Hank barely glanced at the image before he said, "Boss, I've checked this guy out already. He's Jay's

head of security, an ex-mercenary. Just another gun for hire. Easy to handle."

Astrid nodded, "Keep an eye on Chad; he's impulsive. We can't afford slip-ups."

"Don't worry, I've got him covered. You're meeting Jay alone? That's risky. Let me come with you. I've

had some training; I can protect you, or at the very least, be your human shield."