Quickly calling Damien on her cell, he answers casually.
“Hey, what's up?" The sound of wind whipping his microphone follows his voice, Eshe quick to respond.
“Where is he taking me? We're at a boat dock and he said he can't say where we're going." She grips at the hem of her dress, fidgeting in her seat as the car slows to a stop.
“Nothing nefarious, I assure you. I'm watching the car right now." He says as Eshe glances around, seeing nothing more than a grand, docked yacht. Zeke leaves the engine running as he gets out of the car and opens the door for Eshe, extending his hand for support to help her to her feet. Scanning her surroundings, she glances to the top of a ramp and spots Damien waving with his phone to his ear.
“There's my girl." The smile on his face reflects in the ton
