Michael was never particularly fond of his job. It wasn't something he was passionate about, but it was something he was good at. There weren't many options for an ex-military man with too-sharp instincts.

Thus, he became a bodyguard. He's had a string of short-term assignments, but he was meant to stay with his next detail for four years. He wiped his palms against his suit.

"Just guard the body, Michael," he muttered as he waited to meet them. "Easy. No sweat."