One Name

Nate had grown up around money, old money. He knew a thing or two about the dangers that came with it. As a child he'd had a few kidnapping threats, but those had dwindled over the years as the family security had beefed up. It had been a while since anything had come close enough to ping Nate's radar.

And out of all the things to make it through the Kiriakis defences, it was an assassination attempt. Aimed not only at him, but at Rose too. 

The realization of how close he had been to watching her die had rattled something in him. So right after he had informed the police, Nate had called in an around the clock protection agency.