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“I don’t know.”
“How long have they been searching?”
“I don’t know.”
“What. Do. You. Know?”
“Other than cyber has cautious eyes on inquiries? Not much. However,” two hands are offered up in a cautious manner, “Park says unknown visitors have been by your parent’s mausoleum – according to the groundskeeper – and one of his sources in the historical society has contacted him regarding a series of questions regarding lineage.”
“Lineage?” My brow pinches together in question. “Why? Is someone…trying to make a documentary about my family? A mockumentary?”
“Again…” his shoulders bounce in cluelessness, “I don’t know. But I do know you. And keeping something like this to then blindside you later results in much bigger hysterics than had someone simply mentioned it sooner; therefore, that’s what I’m doing.” He gestures an open palm to me. “Mentioning it sooner.”
A small nod of appreciation is presented. “Thank you.”
After echoing the action, he adds, “Pham wants your focus and theirs to currently remain on cleaning up the PR nightmares from the merger hiccups, the app stumbles, the possible new brand sponsoring we may be getting in bed with, and the annual Red, White, & Blue festival, while Evie and Jenni find it to be crucial to keep your personal press showcasing you and Bryn are a power couple planning the perfect wedding around your social obligations with nothing to worry about.”
I can’t stop myself from scooting to the very edge of the couch. “Do you think I have anything to worry about?”
“With the company or Bryn?”
“Either.”
“No.” Whatever relief he delivers is short-lived. “But we were also taught to always be cautious of the calm.”
The remainder of the wise words of my father mindlessly leave me, “Because the calm always comes before the storm.”
Chapter 8
Brynley
I love release days.
Not only because I get to spend hours on or in the water but because they’re one of the few places I get to go without supervision.
The Institute understands the magnitude of me marrying one of their biggest donors, which is why I can have my own personal security guard linger not so nonchalantly on the property. However, he is not cleared or permitted to be on the water during any operation.
And I love it.
I absolutely fucking love it.
“Nice rubber.” A playful wink is shot in Calen’s direction. “I’m proud of you for wrapping it before untrapping it.”
“She always so clever?” Jacques Auclair, the new and honestly pretty hot French rescue recruit for K&T, lightly laughs while pulling his googles down from his sun kissed forehead to over his dark chocolate brown eyes. “So beautiful and clever?”
“Down, Auclair,” snickers Jillian Pyev, the youngest member of their team. “Winters is basically a porcupinefish. Cute in the face and deadly to the touch.”
“Aw,” my hand is theatrically thrown at her, “you say the darndest things.”
More laughter bounces around the boat and I happily lean into it.
Accompanying other rescue teams around the country is by far my favorite part of the job. It doesn’t matter if I’m the one in the water or on the ship watching the monitors. Both positions are crucial. Both benefit the creatures being rescued or returned. Both are two halves of a working whole.
And I love being part of this whole.
And I love having a career that’s just mine.
Coworkers and colleagues that are just mine.
