[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2] Esme cringed and also gave an eye roll at Carson's confession of love to AnnaBeth. She stifled a laugh at Natalia’s eye roll and AnnaBeth's response and glare. It seemed he had burned the bridge between them, but AnnaBeth was right. She deserved answers. The thought of love for herself. She never really gave it much thought, since she spent so much time alone. If she was being honest with herself, she didn’t really know if it was possible for her to find love. Especially in this line of business. Esme watched Natalia for a moment, not catching the words spoken between her and Carson. She was about to leave to grab her thing when Natalia spoke about who was going with who, then handed her the phone. Esme took the phone from her, then tucked her gun away so she could pull out her own phone from her pocket. She put the address into her phone so she’d have it just in case, like Natalia said. She then passed Natalia’s phone back to her as she put her own phone back into her pocket. She watched Carson’s actions as he found he hadn’t been funny and shook her head. She then stepped away from the doorway to head to her room, but stopped and turned back to the others. “I’ll meet you out there.” she said, mostly to Natalia. “I’m going to go grab my things.” With that said, she headed off to her room, which she was glad was just around the corner. After reaching the room and opening the door, she stepped in, letting the door close behind her. She quickly gathered her belongings, being sure not to mix her dirty clothes with her clean ones. She had made the mistake before and didn’t plan on doing it again. Once she had everything, she left the room key on a table and exited the room once more. Esme made her way down the hall and to the door that lead to the parking lot. She pushed her way through the door, then went to her car, opened the trunk and tossed in her things. Walking to the driver's door, Esme looked around for Natalia before placing her hand on the handle and opening the door. She could feel something building up within her, but couldn’t quite put her finger on what it was.