“It’s complicated and breaches the realm of small talk.”
“But it would be a distracting conver—” They entered the ballroom, and she stiffened. “Whoa.”
“Are you having a panic attack?”
“No. It’s just more than I expected. Beautiful, but it’s a lot. I shouldn’t stare.” She looked at the floor. “It will be too obvious if I stare.”
“Staring at the floor makes you look nervous.”
“Iamnervous.”
“You’re a highly skilled agent. Would I be right to assume you have a gun hidden under that dress somewhere?”
“Yes.”
“Focus on that.”
“And then what?”
“Then you can relax and let me do the talking.”
“Until we locate Whitlock.”
“You’re the boss.”
“I’m glad you recognize that.”
He gave her a look then pulled her into the room. “Follow my lead.”
Chapter10
Isla pulled backwhen she realized Jay was leading her to a group that didn’t contain the attorney general.
“Whitlock isn’t there.”
“I know. But if you want this to work, you have to blend in.”
“Right.”
“Don’t forget to smile.” He looked at her and winced. “Not like that. Show some teeth.”
She relaxed her closed-mouthed smile, and Jay nodded approvingly.
When they reached the group, he addressed a distinguished older man. “Tomas, it’s so good to see you again. You remember my wife Isla?”
Tomas reached for her hand and kissed it. “How could I ever forget such a rare beauty? How are you? I trust you are doing well?”
“Yes.”
Jay laughed. “Lost for words, as usual. You know how she is.”
“Of course.”
“And you’re well? I heard you had a health scare last month.”
“Word gets around quickly. But it was nothing. The media loves to blow things out of proportion. It was only a simple virus. All clear now.”
“Glad to hear it. And I’m pleased to see you looking so well.”