The sheer power that Jett displayed was startling the employees. None of them had ever seen anything like it before, and the thought stuck in their heads like a cold nail. Had they ever truly dealt with someone this strong? The question repeated itself silently among them, shaking the confidence that normally came with their uniforms.
Through all of their missions, all of their assignments, their work had been about following routine. Escorting high-profile clients. Standing guard over quiet doors. Watching monitors and waiting for signals. If there were ever attacks on the people they were assigned to protect, the attackers were usually amateurs, untrained, reckless, and easily subdued. Their jobs, if they admitted it, were simple. Easy. It was rare they had ever needed to push themselves to the edge. But this, what stood before them now, was different. This was the first time they had run into a wall, and that wall had a name.
