Something about the look Gwen and Blake shared made Janie wonder if that’s how she knew the exact way she liked her coffee. If he was the team’s computer guy, it wasn’t a stretch to think he could figure out what kind of coffee she typically ordered.
Devon could find something like that if she wanted to.
The thought was interrupted by the arrival of the remaining Echo Team members. Janie’s focus went tothe doorway as two men made their way into the spacious conference room.
The first was a tall man with light brown hair and a matching, trimmed beard. His gray-blue eyes held a glimmer of playfulness, much like Blake’s when he’d teased Emmett about his poor taste in coffee.
“Janie, this is Draven Brown,” Emmett introduced him to her.
Draven’s large hand engulfed hers as they shook. “Nice to meet you, Janie.”
“You, too.”
“Draven’s our resident pilot and weapons specialist,” Gwen explained before rolling out one of several wheeled chairs positioned around the table.
They had their own pilot? That was?—
“Impressive.”
“I think so.” The man winked before taking a seat two spots down from Gwen.
Janie snickered beneath her breath while Emmett blew exhaled beside her.
“Brown has also solidified his place as the class clown,” he grumbled.
She nearly laughed out loud because his obvious irritation was even funnier than Draven’s playful attitude.
“There he is.” Draven lifted his cup toward the last member to join them. “The man who knows how to save our asses if we’re dumb enough to take a bullet.”
“Maybe.” The tall man with dark, wavy hair and the bluest eyes picked up the only remaining cup on the table. “All depends on where the bullet hits your body.” He shrugged. “Not much I can do with a shot to the head.”
Janie tried to hide her wincefrom the mental image the man’s words had created. From the look on Emmett’s rugged face, she hadn’t done a very good job.
“Janie meet Lucas Mercer. He’s Echo Team’s medic.”
“Hi.” She gave the final member of the team a nod.
“Hey.” Lucas smiled on his way to one of the chairs across from where Gwen and Draven sat.
Janie followed Emmett’s lead, choosing the seat next to his, which happened to be at the front of the table. When they were all settled in, Emmett looked at her before starting the meeting.
“Now that everyone’s here and has had the chance to meet, let’s go ahead and get started. As you all know, Janie came to the office last night in hopes that our team could help her with a situation that’s recently developed.”
“Which is?” Blake looked to Emmett for more information.
As planned, rather than explaining it all himself, the man in charge turned the room over to her.
“I’ll let Janie fill you in on the details.”
She held Emmett’s entrancing gaze a breath longer before clearing her throat and facing his team. “There’s a White House intern who’s gone missing, and I need your help to find her before it’s too late.”
The silence that fell over the room was so instant and thick it was almost deafening as she waited for their response. A few long, intense seconds passed before three of the teammates began talking over one another with blurted questions and comments.
“I’m sorry, did you say White House intern?” Gwen’s brows rose into a set of high arches.
At the same time, Draven released a groaning, “Ah, man. That can’t be good.”
Meanwhile, Lucas’ initial response was to ask, “How do you know she’s missing?”