CHAPTER SIX
“Brian?” Madden followed her gaze to the shore. “I don't see anything.”
“There, on the concrete jutting toward us, don't you see him?”
Madden leaned forward, his hands clasping the railing with such pressure Eva could hear the paint c***k under them where the sea air raised bubbles on the metal. “I'm sorry, love. The dock there is empty.”
What was going on? The sea air smelled fresh to her, the wind now biting as the ferry gathered pace. She could not be dreaming. And yet the child within her, her symbiotic protector, remained quiet. tThe silence, above all else, gave Eva cause to doubt her senses. On shore, Brian, evidently having come to some decision, began to pace along the dock. They were getting away. He had lost!
“Try rowing!” Eva taunted as she began to lose patien
