CHAPTER SEVEN
The ferry remained at anchor for several hours as the crew fished a succession of people in life jackets from the sea. At one point, an announcement nearly deafened Eva as the ship’s captain asked for anybody with any sort of medical experience to come to the deck where they were holding their catch. Eva got up immediately.
“You don't have to do this,” Madden cautioned her.
“I might not be a general practitioner, but I have basic medical training. It would be remiss of me to not offer aid. You two should come along. You never know when they might need a strong pair of hands.”
“What do you want to do with her?” Rick indicated the Elaine’s unconscious body.
“I still don't know what her ultimate game is.” Eva looked at Madden, coveting him, wishing he could take her the way
