Page 81 of Her Captivated Hero

“That’s why they pay me five dollars more a month,” Gray clapped Dex on his shoulder. “Stay sharp.”

He picked up his bag and left. Now it was time for a trip with Dalton.

* * *

It was just Dalton,Aiden, Riya and Wyatt left in the room. Riya was in her blue protective suit. It made his gut clench.

“Is that really necessary?”

She still wasn’t wearing the helmet, so he could see her clearly when she cocked an eyebrow.

“Gray, you suit up when you go on a mission, don’t you?” she asked reasonably.

Behind her he saw Wyatt making a cutting motion along his throat. How sad is it that Wyatt of all people is giving me advice on how to handle Riya?

“You’re right Honey, it’s best that you be ready,” he touched the end of her nose and gave her the best smile he could.

He looked over at Wyatt and Dalton. “Did Griff and Hunter get off okay? They’re quiet.”

“That’s because they’re not where you think they are,” Wyatt said abruptly.

Gray looked at him sharply. “What are you talking about? They’re supposed to be down a floor at the air handler.”

“Dalton can go there,” Wyatt said. “Just in case the Saudis have the wrong data too. But here’s the deal. The annex building with the ballroom was built before the hotel, it’s one big atrium with a two HVAC units on the roof. That’s where the toxin needs to be delivered, not from where Dex is or where Dalton’s going to go.”

“How did we—” Gray stopped himself. This was not the time to shoulda woulda. Now was the time to come up with a new plan.

“So you’ve got Griff and Hunter deployed to the roof?”

“Yep.”

“Gray, I have Dex’s magic app on my phone. He says it’ll work on the stairs, and the room with the air handler. I’m going there now,” Dalton said. He stood at the door waiting for Gray’s agreement.

“Go.” Gray nodded.

This is not what he wanted. Griff and Hunter had dark hair and had been in suits, they were supposed to go with Aiden and mingle at the awards ceremony. Then, as if Wyatt read his mind he pointed to a neatly-folded suit on the couch. Hell, they’d even brought large leather computer bags to put the modified oxygen tanks in, so they wouldn’t look too out of place.

“Hunter left that for you,” Wyatt said.

“I’m betting it was Riya who folded it,” Gray sighed. He pulled off his t-shirt and threw it on the floor as he picked up the clothes. He picked up the dress shoes and realized there wasn’t a chance in hell they would fit. Hunter could be a basketball player with feet this big. He tossed them aside and figured his boots were going to have to work.

He quickly got dressed.

“Report,” Gray said into his microphone.

“We’re on the roof,” Griff said. “Nobody’s here.”

“I still don’t have any visitors,” Dex said.

“Nobody here,” Dalton said.

“Wyatt, what’s the word from Midnight Delta and Night Storm?”

“Kane said that everything has been quiet at the fashion show, but that Leo has fallen in love twice since they got there.”

Gray gave Wyatt a dark look.

“Okay, no more side commentary.”

“Clint last reported in fifteen minutes ago. He said that Drake had seen something odd near the welcome tent at the conference. He hasn’t reported in since then,” Wyatt informed everyone on the communication line.

“Get ahold of Liam, I want info,” Gray bit out as he tied his tie.

Maybe, just maybe, this would be a big ole nothing burger. Gray looked over at Riya who was fiddling with a microscope, and prayed with every part of his being that Dubai was the target.

“Come on Aiden, let’s go.”