Page 33 of Her Loving Hero

Wyatt looked closely at Kane. Past the urbane polish and realized the man was worn around the edges. He really didn’t know a lot about Kane. Was he going to be good to go on this mission?

“Wy, I’m up for this. I wouldn’t have shown up if I couldn’t give one hundred percent.”

Wyatt looked at him a moment longer, then nodded. “You realize this is Emily’s little sister, right.”

“I’ve read Emily’s file. I respect the hell out of her Wyatt. There is no way I will allow her to be hurt any more than she already has been. I’ll make sure her sister is cared for like a newborn baby.”

“Glad to hear it. Now we have two hours before the party starts.”

“You’re Scott Lyle, I’m Duke Forrester. I’m one of the grandsons of Deke Forrester. The company is Forrester Consulting. It's still private, and trust me, everybody and their brother is going to be sucking up.”

“Huh?”

“I'm friends with two Deke’s other grandsons. There’s so many of them, that adding one more to the group is easy.”

“Okay, we have a cover, everybody will be sucking up. Got it. Sounds good. Hopefully you’re not expecting senior members of al Qaeda to be showing up.”

“I’m rich, not stupid,” Kane drawled.

“Don’t forget you’re also showing signs of fatigue and cynicism.”

Kane snorted. “You might be right.”

“So as much as you think the kids are stupid, they’re definitely right about this party being significant. I’ve done more research,” Wyatt said. “Oman is definitely the catalyst, because they have managed to bring in all of the players in the region. Did you realize that they’ve done it to celebrate the fact that the UAE just tipped over as the fourth largest importer from Oman, beating out Thailand?”

Kane shook his head.

“Yep, and that’s made a lot of countries happy while pissing off a lot of others.”

“Carly’s Arabic better be really good to keep up with what everybody will be saying,” Kane commented. “Let’s go up to our rooms. Our clothes should have been delivered by now.”

Huh? Wyatt opened his mouth to ask Kane what the hell he was talking about, then he remembered what it was like with Aiden when he went into bad-ass millionaire mode. These guys were just weird.

“I do hope, they got my sizes right. I hate it when my James Bond tuxedo doesn’t fit properly,” Wyatt said as he stood up.

He was happy to see Kane’s surprised look.

That’s right asshole, two could play this game.

* * *

Wyatt smootheddown the front of his tuxedo once again.

“Stop that,” Kane admonished.

“How in the hell do they do this? I mean, I have a Sig Sauer and a Glock underneath the coat, but you can’t tell a damn thing.”

“Hong Kong tailors are the best on the planet.” Kane grinned. “But you were the one who put me in touch with Andy. He was able to rustle up the weapons in twenty minutes. Where did you find him?” Kane asked.

“He’s an old friend who decided that he didn’t like the structure of the military. Anytime I need something, no matter where I am in the world, I call Andy, he always knows a guy wherever the hell I’m going.”

“That’s a good friend to have,” Kane said as he looked out the tinted window of the limousine.

“Almost as good as one who has unlimited airline miles,” Wyatt chuckled.

Their vehicle pulled forward another inch as it waited in line behind a Bentley, a Maybach 62 and the ugly ass Kombat T98 that was armored all to shit. It could give a tank a run for its money, but as far as Wyatt was concerned an M1 Abrams was a hell of a lot prettier.

Kane pulled up the pictures of the Lancaster kids on his phone. “They all look alike,” he commented as he scrolled through their pictures. “I’m amazed your little Mighty Morphin Power Rangers managed to get aboard,” Kane said as he gazed up at the yacht and the security surrounding it.