The Guardian was anticipating the call. They were the only ones who had access to him. He’d hoped to have the current situation resolved before receiving this phone call. He answered the phone.
“Yes,” he said. He listened as the questions flew at him. There was strain in the voice. He let him vent his fear and frustration before responding to the questions.
“She is fine sir. She has been placed at Captain Weatherspoon’s house with a twenty-four hour protection detail. There was another incident last night that the press just got wind of. They don’t know the individuals involved. No pictures of her have been in the newspapers as of yet. The focus is still on Kim's murder. I have been monitoring all channels to decrease her exposure to the media. The police have been very good at keeping her picture out of the press. I don' feel that there is a need for you to come home at this time,” said the Guardian.
The Guardian listened to further instructions from his employer before ending the call. He had been on this detail for six years. He was the second Guardian to protect Katrina. The first having gotten too old to protect her and gone into retirement. He had been with her since she had graduated from high school and had decided to go to State for her bachelors and masters degrees. He had watched her grow from a shy and reserved young girl to a classy and confident young woman, a young woman he had fallen in love with. Recent events had taken their toll on her and he wondered if they would weaken her or make her stronger. His bet was that she would overcome these obstacles, he had seen too much of her drive. She would make it through.
Katrina’s parents had done everything to ensure she had a normal childhood. But even they were realizing that time was running out. They knew a day would come when that image of normalcy would be shattered. The threat to Katrina was more deadly and dangerous than the one she was facing now. The Guardian guessed this would be the warm-up to the big dance if Katrina was ever exposed to the press. And he’d bet his paycheck that exposure was coming soon.