"And just how often do you think things like that happen? I'll be fine, so you can take the others and head back. I'll be back in an hour, two at the most." Damien was already moving past Eliot Spencer to get to the driver's side. He didn't have a hope to budge the short brute if Spencer didn't want to be, he tried before, but with the rest of his detail watching several yards away, just far enough to give the boss and their head a modicum of privacy, Damien knew Spencer wouldn't choose now to resist. The man knew how to pretend respect. "The point of this is to get away from all you suffocating guys and get some fresh air."