“So what do you want?” Hale asked.
Mara felt the thread tightened. “You turned it loose.” zxdl 153 free
Hale’s expression shifted, not unkind but unyielding. “It was never meant to be free.” “So what do you want
“I want what it wanted,” she told Hale. “To be free.” “Behind the tarpaulin at Dockside Three.”
Mara said, “Behind the tarpaulin at Dockside Three.”