A group of four men

Valery stepped backwards into the room and gave Harry a shaken glance. "What's wrong?", he asked but he soon saw. Four men followed her into the room, all about a stall and muscular as Harry was. It was rare that he saw even one guy who could match him, but now there were four of them right there. He had to admit, that was a bit intimidating.

One of the men spoke, "You are Valery?". She nodded yes. Turning to him now the man asked, "And you are Harry?". Harry cleared his throat, "Ehm, yeah.". The man continued, "Are the contracts signed?". "They are.", Valery hastily collected them both and handed them over. The man flipped through them and checked that it was properly signed. He nodded and another man threw two hoods and two pairs of handcuffs on the table, "Put these on, hands behind your back please.".

Harry was shocked, "What is this Val?". "Just their protocol.", she shrugged, pulled the hood over her head and locked the cuffs on her wrists behind her back. "I am not putting those on, why?", he turned to the men. The one holding their contracts only raised an eyebrow, "Then you will be in breach of contract and liable to be sued for 20.000 dollars in damages.". "What? This is bullshit, why all this hassle for a fucking farm?", Harry didn't relent, this was weird.

The man sighed, "We don't have all day kid. Put them on or be in breach, your choice.", after a pause he added, "Don't worry, they come off as soon as we arrive.".