Page 7 of Guarding the Doctor
The doctor strode off, her high heels clacking against the tile.
“What did she mean about diversity?” I asked Darla.
“She wanted me to know that she recognized me as a supe.”
“Because she’s one too, right?” I asked.
“Fox shifter,” she confirmed. “I hate fox shifters. Never met one I could trust.”
“Do you think she suspects that I was in her lab?” I asked.
“Yeah, she was scenting you, trying to see if it matched what she smelled in the lab. She knows you were there.”
I lifted up my arm, taking a whiff. “How? I use deodorant.”
Darla smirked. “Supes have a much stronger sense of smell compared to humans,” she said. “She definitely recognized your scent.”
I felt a flash of unease. “Are you ready to get out of here?”
Darla nodded. “Let’s get changed and go home. You need to eat.”
Darla
Martha was waiting for us in the hospital parking lot, already positioned on the driver’s side of a Sapphic Security SUV. It was black and non-descript, but all of our vehicles were armored, with bulletproof windows and souped up engines that could facilitate a fast getaway. They weren’t one hundred percent street legal, but given that the company contracted with several government agencies, no one bothered us about it.
My mate went right into the back seat, so I got in the front with Martha. She’d been sitting on her ass at the desk all day while Kathryn and I were on our feet, I was fine with her driving.
“Which house are we going to?” I asked.
The company had several safe houses in the general area.
“Tacoma.”
“Was your team able to get my stuff?” Kathryn asked from the backseat. “I realized I never gave you a key.”
Martha snorted. “We don’t need keys. They picked up a few clothes as well as any prescription medication and your iPad. Your gear’s in the back. If you want to make us a list, we can grab more later.”
“Oh. Okay, thanks.”
She mumbled under her breath,“It’s not weird at all for strangers to go through my stuff.”
I didn’t think she meant to say it out loud, but of course we heard it.
“She’s got zero security,” Martha said to me. “The doorman is incompetent. Angie said all she had to do was lean forward enough to give him a peek of her boobs and he let her up. She picked the lock in five seconds.”
I made a mental note to text my coworker to thank her for flashing her cleavage to help my mate. Our team believed in using all the tools at our disposal to get a job done.
“I’ll fix the security problem,” I said.
I’d fix it by moving Kathryn in with me, but I figured it was too soon to mention that in front of the woman who didn’t know she was my mate yet. She’d know soon enough. I’d heard the stories from my sister about how one agent after another succumbed to the mate bond while providing protection. I’d hold out as long as I could, but there was no way Kathryn wouldn’t know who she was to me sooner rather than later. The fact that she already knew about supes would make it easier.
At least I hoped so.
“You find anything today?” I asked Martha.
“Negative. My trainer was hovering all day. You?”
I told her about the visit from Dr. Xi, then something struck me. Turning to look at Kathryn, I asked, “What did Xi mean about seeing your name in the logs?”
