Page 9 of Waiting for Him (Trident Security #3)

“ So , we head to the bank in Norfolk .” Boomer couldn’t think of anything else that would help them at this point.

“ Yup . Jake , I want you to go with them and keep us updated every four hours. CC will be at the hanger at eleven-hundred to fly you all up there.”

Conrad Chapman , otherwise known as CC , was a retired Air Force pilot Trident contracted to fly their jet wherever they needed to go.

The small private airport they used was about twenty minutes from the compound.

Ian directed his next statement to Boomer and Kat .

“ Keon will arrange for someone to meet you with ID and the death certificate. Kat is to stay hidden as much as possible. I don’t want the chance of someone from her past recognizing her. ”

She frowned. “ I doubt anyone would recognize me from twelve years ago, but you never know. I can get a wig or dye my hair if you want.”

Before Ian answered her, Boomer spoke up. “ I can grab a wig from the club.”

He mentally kicked himself for mentioning The Covenant .

The first building in the compound gave no indication it was a BDSM club.

There was a small store on the top floor, and it specialized in fetish wear and toys.

Blonde wigs were popular, and they had several in stock, but he’d have to run over there without Kat .

There was no way he was letting her inside the club.

He’d never been ashamed of his lifestyle, but at this moment, he couldn’t bring himself to tell her about it.

He thought back to the shy, little virgin she’d been twelve years ago and figured she would run to the hills if she knew about his kinks.

Thankfully , she didn’t seem to notice his flub, and Jake sensed his predicament.

“ I’ll grab one before we go.”

Boomer nodded his thanks, then said to the room in general, “ Anything else?”

Ian and Devon looked at each other for confirmation and then shook their heads.

Ian stood and picked up his egg sandwich.

“ At the moment, no. Brody and Marco are due back this afternoon. I’ll get Egghead on his computers to search for everything he can find on all the players in this.

” Brody “ Egghead ” Evans was their computer and tech specialist and a world-class hacker of the first degree.

And Marco “ Polo ” DeAngelis was their communications specialist and backup helicopter pilot.

He was also Brody’s occasional ménage partner.

“ When you get to Norfolk , let me know where you’re staying so I can have Keon’s man meet you with the paperwork. ”

After Boomer acknowledged his order, Ian left the room as the others stood.

Jake pointed to Rick . “ Do you mind following them back to Boomer’s condo?

I need to swing by my place to grab my go-to bag.

It’s usually in my truck, but I was cleaning it out yesterday and didn’t have a chance to put it back together. ”

“ No problem at all,” the older man answered.

They all picked up their unopened egg sandwiches and headed for the door.

They could eat on the way to grab their gear.

As they passed Colleen’s desk, the secretary handed Boomer a piece of pink paper.

She had taken a phone message for him while they were in their meeting.

He glanced at the message before folding the paper twice and sticking it in his back pocket. He’d take care of it later.

As they headed back to his condo, with his father following him this time, Boomer turned his head toward Kat when he noticed she was rubbing her temples. “ You all right?”

She winced. “ It’s a headache. I’ve been getting them about twice a month for the last few years. I take over-the-counter migraine meds, and they help, but I ran out of them. Can we stop at a pharmacy really quick?”

“ Yeah . There’s one up ahead.” He grabbed his phone and dialed his father’s cell. Using the car’s Blue -tooth feature, he told Rick their plan to stop.

Pulling into a Walgreens , he waited for his dad to park next to him, get out, and approach the Dodge’s passenger door before exiting the car.

Rick opened Kat’s door and extended his hand to assist her from the vehicle.

When they met Boomer on the walkway between the car and the building, Kat swayed.

Boomer grabbed her around the waist before she could fall and eyed her in alarm.

“ Kat ? Are you all right? Are you going to pass out?”

Kat rested her arms on his broad shoulders and steadied. Boomer’s body reacted immediately to her close proximity, and he inwardly cursed, fighting the urge to pull her flush against him.

“ Uh , no, I’m okay. Just got a little light-headed. It happens when I get a migraine.”

After ensuring she had her balance again, he forced himself to step back but kept one hand at the small of her back as he escorted her into the store.

Rick remained three steps behind them, his head swiveling from side to side, constantly on the lookout for danger.

It was improbable the people after Kat were lying in wait at a Florida Walgreens on the off chance she’d stop there, but one never knew.

They headed down the OTC medicine aisle, and Kat quickly found the brand she used for her headaches. Before they could reverse their direction, a pretty blonde came around the far corner of the aisle, and her face lit up as she spotted Boomer .

“ Hi , M — Ben .”

Boomer winced at the woman’s cheerful voice and near slip of his title of Master . “ Hi , Cassandra .”

She approached and stopped a little too close for comfort. Normally , Boomer wouldn’t have minded running into the petite submissive he’d topped a few times, but he was a little uncomfortable with Kat by his side.

“ We missed you at the club last weekend.”

He scratched the top of his head. “ Uh , yeah. I was working the whole weekend.”

Cassandra’s eyes flashed to Kat , who had taken a step closer to him and looked as if she was waiting for Boomer to introduce them. “ Hi . I’m Cassandra .”

Kat shook the woman’s outstretched hand. “ I’m Kat .”

“ Nice to meet you.” Her eyes returned to Boomer’s face. “ Will you be there tomorrow night?”

Boomer gently grabbed Kat’s arm and shook his head.

Cassandra was a sweet submissive who waitressed at The Covenant , and he knew she wouldn’t step on another woman’s toes intentionally.

She also wouldn’t publicize what kind of club The Covenant was.

“ Uh , no, I don’t think so. Maybe over the weekend, but I’m not sure. ”

Cassandra’s gaze flicked to the possessive hand on the other woman’s arm, and she took a step back, her eyes full of apology to Boomer . She must’ve realized she’d almost said too much. “ Okay . If not, I’ll see you some other time. Kat , it was nice to meet you. Have a nice day.”

Without waiting for a response from either of them, she spun around and waved goodbye over her shoulder.

Boomer’s hand gripped Kat’s arm a little tighter as he turned her toward the cashiers.

His father had been a few steps behind them and gave him a “you’re so fucked” smile before leading the way.

Boomer wasn’t sure what that was all about.

He and Cassandra were friends. Friends who occasionally fucked during a scene at a private BDSM club. What was wrong with that?

He glanced at Kat , who had a curious expression on her face. He knew she wanted to ask him about Cassandra . Yup , his father was right—he was so fucked.