Chapter 2
Prince N'Jadaka was even more handsome in person. To be honest, Everett was a bit starstruck.
He read a lot about Wakanda and its royal family in preparation for this assignment. He knew that N'Jadaka was smart, like crazy smart. All the degrees he picked up like it was nothing. All the patents he had, all the tech he built. He was a true genius.
Everett had a bit of experience with geniuses. Rhodey, his friend from the Air Force, was BFF's with Tony Stark. Everett met the man and was invited to some of Stark's parties. One time he ended up in the back seat of a modified Royce with Stark's tongue down his throat. Other time Stark haven't even recognized him and tried to impress Everett with his newest missile navigation system. And then, of course, there was that time when Tony had another one of his ideas right in the middle of a blow-job and used Everett's shirt (!) to write on some formula. Ever since that night Everett was done hooking up with geniuses. Not that there were a lot of them just running around, interested in dating a middle aged CIA agents, but still.
N'Jadaka reminded him a little of Tony. The same confidence and I-am-God-amongst-mortals vibe that came with knowledge that you're the smartest, richest and strongest man in any room. But Everett knew that with Stark it was mostly a self-preserving mechanism. N'Jadaka was harder for him to read. Maybe he too was hiding behind this mask.
Everett didn't know what to make of the prince yet. He saw a handsome, confident, smart and generous man but who knew what was hidden underneath.
Well, it was his job to find out, wasn't it? That thought left a bitter taste in his mouth.
He stood quietly in the corner of the room while Wakandan delegation met with a group of politicians and scientists. His eyes were on the prince the whole time. Everything else wasn't his concern.
Everett was the first one to see the red dot and shouted for prince's security to cover him from snipers. He barely had time to run to N'Jadaka's side when the explosions started.
Fuck. They were royally fucked.