Page 28 of The Dragon's Dream Mate (Savage Shifters Special Ops 3)

After several more minutes of questions, the FBI lead asked the lead detective if he would mind taking custody of the men and putting them into lock-up.

“We will be behind you, shortly, to interrogate them, although you are certainly welcome to join us,” the lead agent said.

The detectives nodded and grabbed the men.

I pointed to the one henchman and said, “He’s going to need some medical care. He has some strange burns on his back, as though he were exposed to some type of open flame.”

Once again, everyone’s eyes turned toward me, with various questioning looks.

I simply shrugged my shoulders. What could I tell them? That I was really a dragon, and I breathed fire on him because he made me angry? I really didn’t think that would go over too well.

One of the agents gave us a ride over to the hotel. “Where are your weapons and gear?” he asked.

“We don’t have any,” Gage said.

“You guys took out armed men with your bare hands?” he asked incredulously.

“We were in special forces in the military,” Gage answered. “That’s what we were trained to do. We might be retired and a bit older, but we hadn’t forgotten any of our skills.”

“Wow,” the agent said, sounding suitably impressed.

The agent dropped us off at the front of the hotel, telling us that he had to get back to the police station to help out with the interrogations.

We thanked him for the ride and headed upstairs.

It was easy to figure out where everyone was because of the noise. It was a good thing that the two rooms on either side of Rainey’s room were ours. Otherwise, management would likely get complaints.

Gage knocked on her door. An FBI agent demanded to know our identity, which we provided.

As I stepped into Rainey’s very crowded hotel room, a whirlwind ran into my arms, hugged me tight, kissed me on the mouth, and said, “We did it.”

13

Rainey

The kids stood in the middle of my hotel room huddled together, as I turned to the door and engaged all of the locks.

“Simone, I have to make a quick phone call. Corine and Kami, would you two start a bath of warm water for the younger ones, and then help wash the baby and Bobby? Then, we can start the shower,” I said. “There should be enough t-shirts in my bag for everyone. I brought plenty because I didn’t know how long I would be here and whether Simone would have friends with her.”

I smiled at the girls as they started toward the bathroom.

Dave asked, “What can I do?”

“Can you guys start undressing the baby and Bobby? Then, when they are clean, can you dry them off? Perhaps for the baby, you can use a towel as a diaper.”

I looked at Bobby, who was just sitting on the chair as though he were in a daze. “Honey, can you use a big boy potty, or do I need to find some pull-ups?”

He grinned and said, “Big boy potty.”

Good enough.

I stepped toward the door, which was situated in a little alcove, and called my supervisor’s cell number.

“Hey, this is Rainey. I need some help.”

“What do you have?” He was instantly awake and alert.

“I have Simone, two younger girls, a female baby, two boys, and a toddler boy. I’ll need the FBI to be alerted to our location as well as the NYPD. Also, if possible, could you have someone bring in some diapers for a six-month-old girl, as well as some bottles and formula?”

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