All along, I'd been expecting my future employer would be some rich guy who was worried about being robbed. I was well prepared for that, I thought, because of my combat training and experience in actual combat. I wasn't sure a woman would think about things like that. Once again, reality was a lot different from my expectations.
The woman looked me in the eyes just like the Drill Instructors in boot camp had.
"Mr. Rivers, I'm looking for a bodyguard who can protect me from anything and everything, twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. What makes you think you're the man for the job?"
I couldn't get a read on whether she really meant what she said or if she was just trying to scare me away, so I tried to find out.
"Well, Ma'am, I suppose that depends on what you think might happe
