Chapter 190: Priscilla

Friday. Safe House, Albuquerque, New Mexico.

PRISCILLA PACED THE ROOM, along one side of the bed, around the foot and toward the door, then back again.

What could she have done different?

From the very beginning, was there something she should have done and hadn't? Or something she shouldn't have done?

The Rio trip had gone according to plan. She'd arrived, gone to her hotel. The local team had picked her up. She'd toured the site with just the director.

Should she travel with security? Was that necessary?

Priscilla had always thought herself prepared. That she wasn't an ideal target for kidnapping because she was always aware of her surroundings.

That hadn't kept her from getting taken and leading to now.

So what could she have done differently?

Give in and hand over the money, obviously. Was that it? The thing she should have done differently to save them all from this hell?

The flight attendant would be alive then. Hell, Priscilla might have never met Brenden