After my amazing date with Arden yesterday, I feel even more motivated to pull this off. “You think they will buy it?” Nox asks me. Similar to me, they have styled him to suit the guy he is copying, and instead of a late teen, he looks like a guy in his mid-twenties.
I put on a pair of fake glasses to hide parts of my face. “We are going in there with confidence,” I say.
Nox and I will be heading to the archives and to the blood bank, while Zoé will pretend to be a relative of a patient, waiting in the general waiting area. She won’t raise much suspicion that way.
Emilien and Arden are driving us, all of us equipped with an earpiece to stay in contact. We can’t take too long, or we’ll raise suspicion. “The doctors we have stolen the identity from work in different departments,” I explain to Arden and Emilien. “They are both not at work today, so we can’t stumble over them by accident, and the chances of meeting someone who knows them are lower. Nox’s doctor actually works in the birth clinic, mine at the geriatrics, which is in a whole different building.”
“What if they spot you?” Arden asks. “And ask questions?”
Nox and I exchange a gaze. “Let’s say Nox and I are used to winging it.”
Zoé looks at us in awe. “How often did you do that?”
“Break into a hospital?” Nox asks. “Never,” he pauses. “Unless…”
“That doesn’t count,” I say.
“Technically, it was also a hospital, not just a police station,” Nox muses.
“Nox,” I say. “You forgot rule number 1: we don’t talk about it.”
Emilien chuckles. “Does your father know what you were up to as a teen?”
“He doesn’t know everything.” I smirk.
“She is smart and skilled enough to become alpha,” Arden tells him. “Of course, she knows how to hijack one or another building.”
“I wasn’t aware that’s a typical alpha trait,” Emilien mutters.
“It isn’t,” I say. “But a fellow female alpha and my brother’s mate, Celine, keeps saying that we women need to train more than one asset, to shut the other alphas up. Being shady is my secret weapon.”
“I told you we are bringing criminal energy to the table,” Nox adds.
“Makes sense,” Arden says, completely unfazed. I love how he takes this all as a matter of fact and isn’t even surprised. To him, apparently, what I just said makes sense.
To be honest, I’m not sure if Mom and Dad truly don’t know what we did when we were younger. Part of me thinks Dad wanted to see if I could pull it off. I’m certain he doesn’t know everything, though.
“What about Zoé?” Arden asks. “What’s she going to do, exactly?”
“I will wait in the waiting area and pretend to be waiting for a relative,” Zoé explains nervously.
“Don’t be nervous.” I smile at her. “If you feel off, go to the bathroom or step outside. A hospital is so busy they won’t pay attention to who is waiting.”
“What if they do ask?”
“Here.” Nox hands her a sheet of paper. “That’s the name of a patient who is having a pretty lengthy checkup today. If they really push for a name, say you are waiting for him. Then it makes sense that you might be around for more than just a couple of minutes.”
“And if they start to get suspicious, just be the one to ask questions first,” I suggest. “Just confidently ask them if there is a cafeteria somewhere and if you can use it. Or if they know where this or that station is. You can also ask straight away if it’s okay for you to do some homework while waiting, so no one will wonder why you have your laptop with you.”
“She is right,” Emilien agrees. “Act as if you are part of the whole daily business there. You won’t be the only relative who is waiting.”
“Do you think you can do it?” Nox asks gently. “If not, we could try a different approach.”
Zoé takes a deep breath before she nods. “I can do it,” she says. “At least I’m quite unremarkable due to my age. I shouldn’t raise any suspicion.”
She is young. I think Arden mentioned she is only sixteen, yet she is able to approach her worries so logically. His whole team of geniuses is like that.
“If you feel off about something, just tell me through the little mic you have,” Emilien says. “And I will come up with a distraction.”