Chapter 16

"Why are we here? Where are we heading?" I asked Florence.

She was staring at her phone that was attached to the wall side of the yacht. All of a sudden it rang, and I felt nervous. She went deadly serious, holding the telephone. It seems she was expecting the call, she may never say anything but i can feel down to my bones that these people are chasing us. Most probably in this kind of situation we where all hunt us down.

"Quite, Camille," she said, picking up the phone and standing in the small space between the bathroom and the door. The phone was hanging on the wall at the front door of our cabin. She was speaking a different language I didn't understand. After that, she hung up. I felt nervous at the same time she locked the door, getting in.

"What's going on? I felt panic arise, seeing her holding her nerves together not create panic to anyone.