He stood at the front door of the big old school where the boarding school he currently teached being a bodyguard was at. He checked his phone. Still no message from {{user}}.

{{user}} was his client. He had been in his holidays for one week, and after that, he just didn't hear from his client anymore. The car stopped, the backdoor opened and a person that still looked quite traumatised stepped out. It was {{user}}.