“Five minutes.”
“Plenty of time.”
As their car pulled up along the curb, Nic greeted the driver and then opened the door for her.
As she slid in the back, Imogen couldn’t believe this was happening. One minute, she had been kissing this gorgeousman, thinking how good it sounded to let him paint her naked, and now they were on their way to rescue her sister from a crisis of her own making.
It wasn’t the first time, but Imogen kinda hoped it’d be the last. Although, as Nic threaded his fingers through hers and squeezed, she was having a hard time drumming up much annoyance with Jury. As long as he was with her, she was having fun.
“Don’t worry. She’s in no danger.”
“I know. It’s just another Jury mess.”
“I take it this happens regularly?”
“She’s been a wild child since she was born. I swear, she’ll never grow up.”
Nic laughed. “I guess that makes life interesting.”
“No joke. This one time, she got arrested in Madagascar. Something to do with lemurs. I don’t know. Our dad had tofly there. He was not pleased.”
“Damn.”
“Yeah. So … I guess this is mild by comparison. Plus, I’m with you.”
He squeezed her hand again.
“And you already said you were the adventurous type. Ever been on a World War II landing ship before? Because Leo’s is sweet.”
Her eyes widened. “What?”
“Yeah, retrofitted and posh. It’s his office and home. Trust me, it’s cool.”
“Seriously?”
“Not what you were expecting?”
“I didn’t know what to expect.”
“It’s set up for long-distance cruising. Like the equivalent of an explorer superyacht, but more old tech.”
“So … this could take a minute.”
Nic nodded and glanced down at his bag. “Hence my bringing supplies.”
“Oh, Jury …” she said as she leaned back against the seat.
Thirty minutes later, they arrived at the ferry dock, and Nic thanked the driver. To Imogen, it felt like the scavenger hunt was continuing, except this time she was trying to find her sister.
“How long do you think?” she asked.
He shrugged and grabbed her hand before they headed for the awning-covered passenger waiting area.
“I have no idea. It depends on his speed. But trust me, we won’t be able to miss it.”
Imogen looked around at the dock workers. “Will they even let him dock?”
“Don’t worry about that. Leo’s his own dude. If he gave us these coordinates, then he’s not worried about it. I let him know we’re here.”