“That’s crazy,” Jonas blurted out before chortling softly. “No pun intended.”
Carson snorted. “Right. Anyway, we need to take extra precautions in the future. You’re definitely targeted. We have to narrow down the list of people who want to harm you.”
Jonas rolled his eyes at Carson. “I’m a celebrity, and there are many people who are envious of my success. Some of them are rather hostile toward me. I guess you can say I have a few enemies within the industries. You have quite a few people to check out. Good luck with that.”
Carson sighed. “That’s true. Let’s beef up the security then.”
“I already have seventeen guards, including you, with me whenever I leave the mansion. How many more bodyguards do I need?”
“It’s not the number of guards that matters. It’s making sure that every location is even more secure. I’ll handle the logistics myself.”
Jonas grinned at Carson. “I bet you will. You’ve always been excellent with that.”
Carson chortled. “You remember.”