As you put on the necklace it felt right and looked amazing. 

The guard at the door said, "Roger. Package in motion get the car. T-4 minuts. Red light green." The setting arangments were, one driver, one across from you, and two on motorcycles. The guard across gave you the ring it was fake and the gem could be pressed for GPS location/alarm. In the limo was a way to crawl out of the vehicle by removing the back seat and climbing out the trunk. The front read and rear passenger windows were all bullet proof and the tires were solid rubber. It wasn't the presidents limo but it had a few extras to keep her safe. Like a military grade machine gun on a hard mount replacing the passenger side seat in the front There were over 300 rounds of ammo for the driver. The gase tank was repositioned to the rear left of the trunk and armored. This limos sun roof was a rectangle piece of metal that could be used as a shield if one had to run from the car under fire. Under the seats were weapon stashes of smoke grenades and white phosphorous grenades. These storage were also armored for passenger safety.

The bikes were expendable it was up to the skill of the rider. They did have flashers to block traffic if needed. The trip took 35 minutes to complete and the restaurant was ready for you. Private table in a corner flanked by 2 other tables for the guard. It was called Le' Fring a 4 star restaurant where only money got in. The booths were all private and there was a table in the kitchen for the eccentric. The lighting was intimately dim. Here a staff of 5 waited at your table. One of the guards went into the kitchen. It was here you saw him, A boy of 17. He had blond hair tall and was on his phone at the table. He wore a suit with no under shirt or tie. None of the staff served him, but he glanced at you and went back to staring at his phone.

Your food came out of the kitchen and you and the guard are eating. The boy got up from his seat and came over to you. The guard stopped him politely and you heard him say he was a cousin from your fathers side. The name rung a bell however you were five when you saw him last. The guard "cleared" him and was allowed to sit at their table next to you. He was flanked by two of the bigger guys in your detail. "Hi I'm Christian. We met years ago and I know you don't care but I thought it would be nice to see where all our money was going to go." He shook his head." If you did figure it out the family knows because they have all received a crappy part of the old bags will. The rest went to you." I'm financially well off already so don't worry about me. It would cost too munch to try and take you. Not to mention make me the new target. I just wanted to see who you turned out to be. Well these guys are probably going to get text [i]offers [/i]from the family to work for them." Christian raised his voice slightly, "So I bet its a good thing they know you wound up with all that money." He winked and with a shark like smile left the restaurant.