Madeline's POV
"Not a chance Ms. Brownwood. I thought you would do what my client had said, but he was also right when he told me there would be a chance you would try to escape. You almost run away from me, but I want to remind you his men surround us, Ms. Brownwood." The man said as I froze on the ground.
"I don't want to make a scene, so I would be grateful if you would walk towards the boat, and I will release you from my hold. I am not going to hurt you if you will only follow my command." He added, and it felt like he was a different person, and since he secured my wrists on my back, I couldn't see his face, and I stopped struggling, and I tried to calm myself since I knew I could never run away from him knowing he wasn't alone I realized I couldn't escape at the moment.
"That's it, and perfect, Ms. Brownwood." He continued, and I was wondering why he was calling me Brownwood instead of Divenson.
