Chapter 7 EQUIPPING FOR THE WORK.

CHAPTER 7: EQUIPPING FOR THE WORK.

Agnes was estatic that her knight in shining armor would actually continue his knighthood with her. Moreover, she was already getting to fall for Ray's good looks and persona. "We're gonna have a swell time together." Agnes winked at Ray not minding if her father saw her.

Ray filled in the necessary details and was done with the paperwork. "Here sir." Ray pushed the file over to Salazar on his custom made mahogany table. Salazar went through it and saw that everything was accurately filled, as expected of one who was a marine.

"Excellent." Salazar handed over the file to the scar faced man, who all the while stood beside Ray saying not a word. Ray had been feeling creeped out by his inaction all the while, but gave no mind to it anyway.

"Can I call you Ray?" Salazar asked. "That's exactly how I am called sir." Ray replied. "Good. So Ray, this is Juan. He is my chief security and a trusted assistant. He'll show you the vehicle you'll be using to commute with my daughter." Salazar said.

"Nice to meet you Juan." Ray offered him a handshake. Juan glared at Ray, then hesitantly, he stretched his hand and shook Ray, but said nothing. "I would have asked you and Juan to spar for a bit, but you've proven yourself capable, so, you're good to go." Salazar said with a cunning smile.

"Well officially, congratulations, and welcome to Doom Industries." Salazar shook Ray's hand. "Thank you very much sir." Ray appreciated. "Follow Juan, and he'll get you all sorted out, so you can begin work tomorrow." Salazar told Ray.

"Alright sir. Thank you." Ray stood up to follow Juan. "See you around." Agnes chuckled. Ray smiled briefly in seconds, breaking the smile immediately he turned to follow Juan.

As the door to Salazar's office shut behind Juan, Salazar asked his daughter, "What do you think about him?"

Agnes reasoned briefly. "Well, he seems like someone sincere and true to his beliefs. I think we can trust him." Agnes said. "I guess you're right." Salazar said, as he swayed in his reclining chairs.

'He seems innocent of heart. I can use that to my advantage.' Salazar reasoned within.

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Ray followed after Juan to the private elevator. The ride down to a floor tagged "0" was filled with awkwardness. Ray stood minding his business as Juan stood in utter silence as usual. Ray didn't know what to make of his silence.

'Could it be that he doesn't like me? Does be feel like I am invading his space? Or is he just like that, creepy all the time?' Ray reasoned within himself, but he shrugged it off.

Ray noticed that they had gotten to the first floor as indicated on the elevator, but the elevator kept on going down. He squinted his eyes wondering where in the world they where headed to.

By the time the elevator door swung open, the only visibility in the place was from the elevator, and the place seemed to have large, as their footsteps echoed. He had an eerie feeling about the place, but was curious to know what the place was.

Juan went to the left, and was able to find a lever even while it was dark for Ray to see. He pulled it up and lights began coming on, revealing what the place actually was.

"Welcome to the armory of Doom Industries." Juan declared. Ray had seen weapons unimaginable, but he was still impressed that they had such a collection of weapons. All sorts of guns, rifles, pistols, knives and a host of weaponry were all available.

"Part of the things you signed in that paperwork is an oath of silence. No one must know that such a place and things as you've seen here exists. Are we clear?" Juan asked. "Absolutely clear." Ray acknowledged.

Ray looked through the weaponry, holding them in his hands. The feeling he got holding them was one he was familiar with. He missed being a marine, and all that it entailed. But, he wouldn't let himself regret his decision to leave. He knew it was worth it.

A woman walked into the hall which was also a training ground for the rest of Doom Industries security team. "Hello Raymond. I'll be getting your measurements to make sure your new clothes are properly tailored." The woman spoke softly.

"Oh. Alright." Ray humbly accepted, as she got out her tape and measured Ray appropriately. She also got the size of his shoes. "That'll be all. His clothes will be ready by evening." The woman declared, and Juan nodded, as she exited.

Ray was given the opportunity to chose a hand gun of his choice. He selected one that wouldn't seem too conspicuous but at the same time, lethal. His choice made Juan to smile inwardly. Juan saw that Ray knew his guns real well.

"The suit will be delivered to you at the address you provided in the paperwork." Juan said, abating Ray's concern of if he had to wait till they are done tailoring the suits. "Alright." Ray nodded.

"And finally, about the car that you'll be using to commute with Miss Agnes Doom. It is a custom made bullet proof Rolls Royce Ghost." Juan said. Ray raised his right eye brow, amazed at what he heard.

"Here's the key." Juan handed Ray the car keys. "You'll head to this address to pick the car and your client, Agnes Doom, at this location." Juan handed Ray a handwritten note with an address. He could tell it was the address of the Dooms.

"And after you're done for the day, return the car to that location and retire for the day." Juan was done instructing Ray. "Alright." Ray answered.

"Do you have any questions?" Juan asked. "Not at all." Ray nodded in the negative. He saw first hand for the first time how rich folks can be meticulous about what is there's. And indeed, this was going to be a new experience for him.