Before even looking up at the woman Thorn said in a low voice, “Stop staring Sam.”  She knew he was always watching the crowds somewhat like her own personal watchdog…and for the most part she appreciated it, but now it was just plain rude.  Sam knew the woman was coming and should know by now that he was not supposed to look at business partners in the eye.  He would need to be reminded of this once they were home.<br/><br/>After placing her fork lightly down on the plate, she wiped the corners of her mouth with the linen napkin which lay upon her lap then raised her eyes to Elizabeth.  “Please, sit down and eat if you like.  I trust your trip was enjoyable and that no one is following you?” she asked with a slightly raised eyebrow.  If someone had followed her, Sam would notice but Thorn wanted to keep an air of authority over the woman…and the situation.<br/><br/>Without waiting for the woman to sit, Thorn picked up her fork and began to eat again while calculating the changed appearance of her once reliable supplier.  She looked as if she had been through hell and back and Thorn had to wonder with a slight smile on her face if this woman might have to become a victim instead of a partner.  A plan to see if she would be strong enough to live with them was already formulating in Thorn’s mind.  Ms Cassada would see what happens when Sam was rude to her business associates.