Wednesday. Hotel, New York City, NY.
TABBY EYED HER CARDS. She wasn't playing her best poker game. Her head just wasn't in it. Sure, she was grateful that the guys were including her, but all she could think about was that there were kidnapped kids there today. And they'd done nothing. Not a damn thing.
"What are you going to do, Tabby?" Logan asked her.
If she wasn't going to take the game seriously, she shouldn't be here.
"I fold." She placed the cards face down and sat back in her chair.
Logan pointed at Jamie to her left.
Tabby tuned out their banter and stared at the back of her cards.
Those poor kids. And their parents. All of this had to be a nightmare for them. What if it was her child? What then? She sure as hell wouldn't forgive someone not saving her child if they were a
