"Where are you going to, Miss?" One of the men at the gate asked Mireille.

"I am going out"

"We would have to follow you then"

Mireille leaned back, a bit taken aback by the response.

"Follow me? I can go out myself"

"This is the boss's orders and we have to follow it. You cannot go out without at least two guards"

Mireille scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"I am just going to call him" she reached into her black bag and brought out her phone and that was ...