With Bruno behind the steering wheel, seated smartly and doing his job as a chauffeur dutifully, I eased up and thought up my initial question to ask Elijah.
"Elijah-"
"Yes, boss?" he answered
"What about Blanco and Cedro?" I asked.
"They are okay."
"That's not what I meant. . . Have you informed them about the information of my leave and how you all must make sure, though discreetly, not to allow Belinda out of your sight?"
My words resonated in the little space we occupied.
Slightly tilting his head my way from where he sat in front of me, Elijah communicated his answer by nodding first before separating his hard lips to mutter some words.
"Yes boss. They are aware. . . We are all aware of what we need to do. Rest assured."
"That's good then."