What kind of plan B?" Hale asked. He was almost holding his breath when a voice answered, "My kind." Malay tried to read the look on his face then, but it was gone in a flash. It had been a simple moment of peace and joy and pure happiness. That voice made Hale happy. It kept him calm. It was his backup and his conscience. Malay couldn't help herself, she envied him.

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