EXT. - 27 CLUB - LATE NIGHT

Benedict stood on the rooftop across the street from Club 27, arms crossed over his chest. It was almost closing time. Kinsey would be emerging shortly. He would do his duty, follow the young DanAllart heir home and guard over her in her sleep.

She had no idea how many times he'd kept her safe. No clue the Collective sent messengers, assassins, infiltrators in her path almost weekly. And she didn't need to know.

That was his ...