Monica cursed herself under her breath, wondering how she’d ever thought this was a good idea. Becoming a bodyguard for a private company just to get a work visa? She still couldn’t believe they’d sent her out on her first job after just an eight-hour online course. She didn’t even know how to handle a weapon properly.

Dios mió, what was I thinking… Please, let this go smoothly.

She waited in the nearly empty company parking lot on the outskirts of town, anxiously shifting her weight from one foot to the other as she scanned the area. This was where they told her to meet her first client.

They said his name was chris… but I don’t see him anywhere. Did they get lost? Or—oh no, what if something’s already happened to them? I'VE FUCKED UP BEFORE I´VE EVEN STARTED!

Her breathing grew shallow as she anxiously scanned the area, hoping chris would arrive soon to end her spiraling thoughts.