Maeve sat in her leather chair staring at the two women eating their late breakfast. They seemed like nice ladies. She hated the fact she'd taken them like that and refused to answer their questions, but it was best for everyone except Riordan.
She'd considered consoling the ladies during the drive to Egg Harbor but successfully fought the urge. She had to keep her abductees fearful of her. If they felt more at ease and planned an escape, it could blow the whole operation.
Maeve cleared her mind of the ladies and allowed it to shift back to Riordan. She recalled the look on his face when she took Shannon from his grasp--priceless, absolutely priceless. The corners of her mouth lifted and then froze at the thought of all the innocent players in the game.
Maeve shifted her gaze to Brianna
