Walden didn't like the sound of that at all, even if he knew Rider was probably mangling things in translation. "That --" He ran a hand through his hair, trying to calm himself down. "Fuck. I think I have the money. I'm not sure. I was saving for a ticket before she stopped talking to me."
He ran his hands over his face. "God." Living on a beach. Eating what she found. Walden paused, looking up at Romy and Dudley again. "I know where she is. She's on Bamboo Island."
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
