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Page 4 of Expecting The Unexpected

Nodding, Hron stated, “I agree. Are you three willing to help?”

“Of course, Caliph. We will start to discreetly ask around,” Emerald replied.

“Good. I welcome you to our guard,” Hron stated with a nod.

Emerald drew back, “Just like that?”

Shrugging, Hron replied, “I know you may not understand this, Emerald, but yes, just like that. You three have helped raise your brothers into the men they are, and from what I’ve seen, they are great men. This wouldn’t be the case if you were bad men out to get me. So, yes, I welcome you into the guard.” Turning to his most-trusted ancient guard. “Throg, I know you’re supposed to be my guard, but I need your experience in investigation more than you standing behind me with your arms crossed looking badass.”

“What do you mean?” Throg asked.

Hron quickly answered, “I need the clutch protected. With Dak gone that means I need Groth to lead up security. You’re right that we still need to try and get our hands on those drives. I want you to lead that search.”

Nodding, Throg replied, “Of course, Caliph.”

Standing, Hron said, “Good. Get with Spencer and find me those drives.”

Throg’s eyes widened, “Spencer? Wh… um… I really don’t think….”

Hron’s features hardened. “I know you two butt heads, Throg, but he’s the best chance we have to help you figure out where those drives might be. His computer skills are beyond amazing. I expect you two to put your differences behind you and find those drives.”

Swallowing past the lump in his throat, Throg rasped out. “Yes, sir.”

“Good, now I’m off to find my Viata. You all know what to do.”

As Hron and the others left the office, Throg stood there, seemingly unable to move. The thought of spending so much time with his Viata scaring him more than any threat the clutch might be facing.