Page 28 of Seduced By Moonlight

Another group utilized ultrasonic pulse velocity testers. These devices sent pulses through the materials and measured the velocity at which they traveled. Changes in velocity could indicate cracks or other defects in the internal structure of the wall.

Meanwhile, Kayden oversaw a team using digital calipers and crack monitors to measure visible cracks. They carefully documented each measurement, taking photographs for their records. This data would help him understand whether these cracks were stable or if they showed signs of recent movement or widening.

As each group worked, they marked areas of concern with fluorescent paint—orange for potential structural issues, yellow for less severe but noteworthy findings, and green for areas that appeared sound but would need revalidation.

Kayden observed their progress while taking notes on his tablet, occasionally stopping to discuss findings with each team leader.

As he moved from one group to another, he vigilantly watched how they interacted with the structure, ensuring they did not put additional stress on any compromised areas.

He logged every data point into their mobile workstations—state-of-the-art fieldwork laptops tough enough for their unpredictable work environments.

He and his team would compile a comprehensive report from the assessments. That would help him decide on corrective actions and further preventive maintenance. Then he’d share the results with Ward after choosing a course of action.

Kayden moved among the groups, overseeing the process and occasionally lending a hand or offering advice. His gaze occasionally met Ward’s, who was observing silently from a distance.

There was an unreadable expression in his eyes that Kayden couldn’t quite decipher—there was still the heat, but now also a wariness that hadn’t been there before. What the hell had happened since their last meeting?

A crew member called him over to show him something, and Kayden quit worrying about whatever was going on with the gargoyle.

Once the crew member explained the problem, Kayden motioned for Ward to join him next to the castle wall. Tank, who had been wandering around the site, joined them.

Kayden pointed to a section of the wall with several small fissures and then held up a handheld thermal imager displaying different colors indicating various temperatures—a useful tool in detecting voids or moisture behind surfaces.

“These might just be superficial, but I’d like to probe more here.”

“Okay.”

“I should add this doesn’t come as a surprise.”

“Of course. Better safe than sorry,” Ward replied.

Kayden noticed that Ward’s gaze lingered on him longer than was necessary. Throughout the interactions and amidst the busy backdrop of clinking tools and buzzing equipment, an unspoken tension simmered between them—the chemistry was still bubbling, but there seemed to be that damn wariness.

And he got the distinct impression that Tank was acting like a guard dog. Maybe he should say guard gargoyle. Guard gargoyle. Wow, say that three times fast.

Kayden chuckled to himself at the tongue twister, a light moment in an otherwise tense evening. He glanced back at Tank, whose stern expression was both protective and mildly curious.

The thought of sharing his silly wordplay crossed his mind, but one glance at Tank’s unamused expression made him think twice. It was like the brooding man found little amusement in anything.

“Let’s set up for a microgravimetric survey here,” Kayden said, returning his focus to the wall.

He knew this technique would allow them to measure tiny changes in gravitational pull caused by different densities within the structure. It was crucial to pinpoint exactly where hidden flaws might threaten the integrity of the ancient walls.

As the crew arranged the equipment, Kayden stepped to the side, motioning for Ward to follow him. “I need to understand something. The last time we spoke, there was no mention of constant surveillance. What changed?”

Yes, that was straight to the point, but he had a feeling Ward would appreciate that. At least, Kayden hoped he would.

Ward shifted uncomfortably. “Recent developments necessitate tighter security measures. Plus, you and your team are dealing with critical elements of the structure. I’d prefer things to be under supervision. I wouldn’t want anybody to get hurt.”

Kayden wanted to ask what recent developments but didn’t. Instead, he nodded slowly at Ward’s explanation. Still, he sensed there was more going on there.

“I appreciate your candor. Just know that my team is here to help protect and preserve this place. We’re not here to cause problems.”

“I know that,” Ward admitted. “Tank has his quirks, but he means well. He’s here to help you and your team if you need it.”

So Tank was the cause of this? Whateverthiswas? Was Kayden understanding that correctly? Was Tank a massive worrywart? Or maybe that was his job. AndmaybeKayden was jumping to conclusions.

“Good to know.” Kayden looked at his team, who were busy with their instruments and measurements.

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