How I wish that bastard Santiago could see this. He would have given me anything to spare you, perhaps even the Key itself. But it's too late now." He reached down and lifted her skirt, his hand rough on the skin of her thighs. "If you don't know anything, there's only one more use I have for you." He stopped suddenly, a dark smile on his lips, and Sofia saw madness in his gaze. "But before we proceed, I think we need an audience."
