Page 30 of Hurry Up And Wait

“I got his nuts!”

“That was my knife!”

“Whatever. Your knife displaced my knife.”

“Only because your knife was crooked. Fox taught you better than that.”

“Ladies! We all got his nuts. Can we move on to the headshots?”

Headshots?I mouthed silently. Who were these people? They looked like ordinary women. One of them was even wearing heels and dressed like she was going to a meeting. Yet, she yanked a knife from the cutout and twirled it in her hand like it wasn’t a deadly weapon, but a pen or a paperclip. Something that wasn’t actually a sharp object.

“Whoa,” Riley whispered in awe. “I want to be them.”

“You want to throw daggers at a styrofoam cutout for fun?”

“Why not? They look like they’re having the best time. I bet if someone taught me, I’d be awesome at this!”

“Isla! Over here,” Dash shouted, waving me over to a room.

With one final look at the women, we headed over to Dash, still trying to figure out who these people were. This seemed to go above and beyond just a normal bodyguard company.

IRIS and Dash hovered around a table, watching it intently. “Um…what are we doing?”

“Waiting for the scans,” IRIS said, rubbing his hands together in excitement.

“Okay, so where’s the scanner?”

“You’re looking at it. A product of my own invention,” he said proudly.

I stared at the table and then looked back at him. “It’s a table.”

“It’s a scanner.”

I bent down to see better. Maybe I was missing something. The table looked like maybe it could be a pool table by the size of it, but didn’t have pockets in the corners. What was I missing? There were no laser beams or anything else moving around the room. It was literally just a table.

Standing, I turned to the large man. “Okay, what am I missing? There is nothing here. It’s a table.”

“It’s a scanner,” he stressed.

“But there’s no light or beams or magical waves moving around the room. The package is just sitting on the table.”

“What do we got?” Kavanaugh asked, walking into the room.

Finally, a normal person was here.

He winked at me, which the others caught. “Isla, you’re looking particularly beautiful today.”

I glanced at my clothes and then back at him with a sardonic smile. “I’m wearing jeans and a T-shirt.”

“And it looks fucking amazing on you.”

His charm oozed through the room, sending tingles down my spine. I could feel a blush climbing up my neck the longer I stared at him.

“Ah, it’s like that,” Dash chuckled.

“It’s like what?” I asked, ducking my head.

He pointed between Kavanaugh and me. “The two of you.”