“Behave, Nova.” Gage started to fiddle with some of the controls on the machine he was about to attach Daphne Charlene to.
“Yeah, behave, Nova,” Daphne Charlene parroted. She laughed again.
Wyatt backed away from the bed as Gage and Nova moved to stand on either side of the giddy woman. They each grabbed an arm. Daphne Charlene didn’t put up any protest. Her gaze was locked on Wyatt. He stared back to ensure she didn’t realize what they were doing.
“Better leave the room, Wyatt,” Gage said, waving the Defender at his side. “Don’t want to accidentally have any Defender beams bouncing around in here hit you.”
“Right.” Wyatt turned and exited the faux hospital room as Daphne Charlene started wailing. He was unmoved by her screams, the ones he heard even after he was out of the room. Just outside the door, Cam and Diesel stood in front of the two-way window, quietly conversing. They looked at him, but didn’t invite him over and continued chatting in low tones.
After only a few seconds, Daphne Charlene stopped shrieking. Wyatt assumed she’d been quieted by a Defender blast. That was alsohisfuture unless he found Valene or at least got a chance to talk to her before they erased his memories. He’d have to convince her to marry him and then move two galaxies away.
If by some miracle all that worked out, what in the world would he do on Alpha-Prime if he went there? What job could an earthling get? Would a law enforcement position of some sort be available? This and a thousand other questions swirled in his head.
Another shout rose up inside the room. It sounded like Nova. Cam and Diesel raced into the room. Wyatt walked to the window to watch, but couldn’t quite figure out what was going on.
Nova was pointing to a sleeping Daphne Charlene, talking fast and making all kinds of arm gestures. His sister Sally was like that, too. If someone tied her arms down, he didn’t think she’d be able to talk at all.
Whatever the hubbub was, Cam and Diesel were talking and Nova was nodding.
Nova soon exited Daphne Charlene’s room, followed by Cam and Diesel. She took off her white nurse’s jacket and placed it on a coatrack just outside the door.
Wyatt knew better than to ask what had just gone on, so instead he asked, “Want me to go get Valene, now? I don’t mind.”
Nova looked at Cam and Diesel. They both frowned, then continued talking in front of the two-way window again. Everyone looked like something dire had happened.
She shook her head. “Best not. Don’t worry. I’ll get Valene from her home and bring her right back. She’ll be glad to know that you have been exonerated regarding the tattling about Alphas and our basement operation. I know she’ll be especially happy to learn for certain that you didn’t have a secret rendezvous with Daphne Charlene in your kitchen last night.”
Wyatt’s eyes closed. He’d forgotten she didn’t know about that yet. Was she still hurt, thinking he’d cheated on her?
“She didn’t truly believe it anyway,” Nova said. Her sheepish grin told him she might have just read his mind.
“Still, I’d love for her to have proof positive.” Was that why she’d been flirting with that guy earlier? And if she did forgive him and wasn’t flirting with someone else, what did that mean?
If only that guaranteed him a life with her.
After Nova left, Diesel and Cam motioned for Wyatt to join them. Through the glass, he saw a sleeping Daphne Charlene being loaded onto a gurney.
“Thanks for the help, Wyatt.” Diesel started to say something else, but his phone rang. He looked at the number, sighed deeply and excused himself to take the call in his office.
“What happens to her now?” Wyatt asked Cam, even though he probably should keep a low profile, stay quiet and hope they didn’t blast his memories away when he least expected it.
“She’ll be transported to her home and placed on her sofa. She’ll be awake in an hour or so. We’ll have someone keep an eye on her for a couple days to make sure she’s okay.”
Wyatt nodded. He didn’t like the woman, but he didn’t want anything bad to happen to her. “What will happen once Valene gets here?”
“We’ll all have to sit down and have a discussion,” Cam said. “Nova saw something in Daphne Charlene’s mind right before her memories were erased.”
“I’m afraid to ask,” Wyatt said. “Did she see the guard, Rowan, or whatever his name is? Did she know who it was?”
“Possibly. But Nova saw the flash of a face in her head and thought it might be Indigo Smith. That’s why she shouted. Now, she’s not so certain. And if itishim, he’s in disguise.”
“Disguise?”
“Yeah. Indigo Smith has dark hair and big blue eyes. Supposedly, that’s why he’s able to get away with so much. Nova said the face that flashed through Daphne Charlene’s mind looked like him, but had white-blond hair and a piercing green gaze.”
Wyatt perked up. “I’ve seen that guy. Or at least a guy with that description.”
Cam stilled. “Where?”
