The Bodyguards Are Cramping Stacy's Style

Everything had happened so fast, though, that she hadn't yet had a chance to investigate her bag's contents. She didn't want to do so in front of Jacob and the other two men. How could she explain needing to consult her own business card? Did she really need a bodyguard anyway, still less three of them? Surely most company bosses didn't have them? OK, there had been the mugger, but that couldn't have been foreseen and didn't seem to be related to her owning an ISP. And the men clearly couldn't be guarding her full time, even when she was at home, or they'd have known about her child. She was the boss, so surely she could tell them to make themselves scarce?

Coming to a decision, she said: "You three can take the rest of the day off."

Jacob pursed his lips. "Do you think that's wise? Mr. Ramirez won't like it."

Stacy guessed that Ramirez was probably her deputy. "Who's in charge?" she asked. "Me or Mr. Ramirez?"

"You are, but..."

"Then do as I say, and go."

"All right, but at least wait until we are out of this walkway and on a main street."

"OK."

They walked on, leaving the mugger behind. Once they were out on the street, Jacob and the other two reluctantly walked off. When she was sure they were gone, Stacy opened her bag...

1. Found a business card and discovered that her company's head office was only a couple of blocks away.
2. Only to have it snatched by a thief before she could investigate its contents. "Hey!" she shouted, and gave chase.

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