Mardo bellowed. XXX “Here’s the girls Kee-Ara was talking about,” Chota announced. “You can stay or you can go, but you can’t do both,” he reminded. Only the sliver of moonlight wrapped around the silhouette of the complex revealed it in the vast expanse of sand. He looked over his shoulder to find several of his male acolytes peeking sheepishly into the room. Chota waved them in and they quickly scurried inside. Both require giving something and losing something. They were scroungers and scavengers and owned nothing of their own; they were truly the bottom-feeding maggots of Mandra Bay. What else can we do but band together?” Still having not uttered a peep, she kept a polite smile, unsure of if her choices for the evening were wise.




















