“I have an address in Portland for her. What are you planning to do?”
“I’ll put a few bugs into her apartment, some in her shoes and her handbag, so that when she leaves, we’ll know where she goes. Shouldn’t be too hard. It’s not like she can sense me when I’m invisible.”
“Good. Do it.”
Pearce looked at his watch. “I’ll transport to Portland right after dinner.” Then he looked at Manus. “Can you get me a few things from the supply room in the meantime?”
“Sure,” Manus said and joined Pearce who was already scribbling a list.
Wesley stepped away and approached Virginia. “I guess that means there’s not much we can do until Aiden is back with news for us.”
She nodded. “Yeah, we might as well all have dinner.”
“I’m sure Leila is already cooking something,” Logan said and marched toward the door. “Enya, you coming? Let’s give her and Tessa a hand.”
“Hamish,” Virginia said. “I’ll be taking the room I slept in the other night. But we need to find a guestroom for Wesley. Is anything made up?”
Hamish approached. “Don’t worry, I’ll find him something comfortable.”
Wes tried to catch Virginia’s eye, but she avoided looking at him. At least she wasn’t making him sleep in the lead cell again. It was an improvement.
“Let me know where he’s gonna be sleeping, so I can keep an eye on him,” she said in a firm voice.
Keep an eye on him? Was she still treating him like a prisoner even though she wasn’t locking him up in the cell?
It was time to have a word about it with her. The sooner, the better.
When Hamish nodded and headed for the door, Wes finally connected with Virginia’s gaze. Her cheeks appeared a little flushed, though the command room was cooler than the rest of the building.
No reason for Virginia to feel hot. Or look so conspicuously inconspicuous. Unless…
He suppressed the chuckle that was building in his chest.
Virginia had lied to Hamish.
And Wes had an inkling of why.