Dawn
“Goodbye, Tara; I wish this conversation could go differently.” I sympathize with her.
She simply coughs louder and holds in an animalistic growl. “I wish it could too, but you have made your mind. I also wish I could help you, but my information isn’t enough to give you what I want. If only they did turn my house over and burn all the things I had.”
“What about back home? Didn’t you have anything?”
“No, I always move with everything because I fear that information ending up in the wrong hands. I treated that information dearly because it put Dave in the palm of my hand, but I guess you can’t control someone forever through blackmail.” She says, looking a little sad.
I scoff, she is sad because she couldn’t keep controlling him.
I guess that’s what power does to you. It mak
