"That's the Baroness?" Taylor asks in disbelief.
The five of them have been lingering around the lobby area for almost two hours. Ethan had said he wanted to scout the meeting area first, to make sure there were no traps or anything suspicious.
But the meeting place, as they learned the hard way, turned them away for not wearing the required attire, which was smart formal.
Hawk, Taylor, J.C., and Carter had actually dressed up, changing from their usual T-shirts and jeans or cargo pants into clean shirts and jeans. But apparently, to enter Astravale Lounge, they had to wear at least a blazer.
Ethan was the only one wearing something close to the correct dress code, but even he got a side-eye from the maître d', because his clothes didn't look new or crisp.
They had no choice but to wait in the lobby.
Since then, they had been checking the exits, a habit most of them developed during their previous jobs.
They felt the Baroness before her arrival.
