"Ah, I have no need for your barbs," Hakeem shouted back to Beatrice from the deck of his rickety hired boat. Apparently the only reason why he was able to figure out transport so fast was that he'd overpaid for all the men he'd brought along. The trip hadn't even started, and the man was already losing money!
Even now, several other boats floated behind Hakeem's, the decks completely overloaded with supplies, men, and camels. The dockmasters would have had a fit if they'd seen just how many Essyrni port regulations Hakeem had breached. Even now, one of the boats leaned dangerously to the left, in danger of tipping over.
"Have the pig lead, and we shall follow!" ratface added, wiping sweat from his oily brow. Red shot the man a smile and looked to Beatrice.
"Have your captain take the boat out of port, Miss Warner, and I'll do the rest."