“Just makin’ sure everyone’s safe,” Grey replied.
Sydney gestured toward the group of women. “How’d they get in? I thought this was a private party.”
“It is,” Caroline said. “One of the women is marryingsomeone at our office. I don’t know who because I don’t work at HQ.”
“Babe, I’ll grab us sparkling water,” Grey said to Caroline. “Sydney, refill?”
“I’m good, thanks.”
After he left, Sydney stepped close. “Preggers?”
“No. I’m working,” Caroline whispered. “Plus, you know I don’t drink.”
“What’s with the guards?”
“We’ve got targets on our back. The D of D terrorists are coming after us.”
Sydney’s eyes widened. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at your hideout? What’s it called? Creepy Secret Zone?”
Caroline chuckled. “We might have to stay there, but for now, we’re watching our sixes.”
“Not enough,” Sydney said shaking her head. “You need snipers on the rooftop and drones with missiles.”
A man loomed into view and Sydney flicked her gaze in his direction. Streams of energy flitted through her and her heart skipped a beat.
There he is.
Ohmygod, he’s too much. That man is just too much.
