"Good, we are all here." Nathaniel faced the uniformed man whose smirk almost grew as he and Chloe made eye contact. "Now, can you particularly say why you are here?"
"In due time Mr. Stone." Markings nodded his head toward Chloe who had found her stance between Amir and Nathaniel and said, "Is she your maid?"
"What is your business if she is? Mind what you are here for and tell us your damn business," Amir retorted.
"Mr. Cook. No need to be so defensive. It is quite obvious that she is anyway. Boys," he beckoned to the eight men in SWAT-like uniforms with helmets on their heads. As they came closer he started. "We are an Agency that deals with special crimes and we have a search warrant to search every corner of this house."
"For the shipment?" Gabriel snickered.