The morning sunlight beamed through the windshield. A warm day, it felt like spring. Though Kelly had been able to catch a couple of catnaps during Daisy’s nine-hour labor, she was exhausted as she drove her van to Nick’s condo. When she arrived, one of the professional security men gave her a key and carried her bags to the door. In addition to being stern and imposing, the bodyguard was, as Nick had promised, wearing a shoulder holster. Outside the door to the condo, he asked, “Should I come inside?” “Is that what you usually do?” He gave a curt military nod. “Standard operating procedure is to make sure the premises are secure.” She opened the door wide. “Knock yourself out.” He swept through the two-bedroom condo quickly, poking into the closets and even looking under the beds. When he left, he said, “I’ll be in the hall. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call out.”
