~ Lyra ~Mara was sitting on the hood of Voss's car when we got to the secondary vehicle bay.She sat upright with her arms crossed and her silver braid half undone, looking like someone who had been moderately inconvenienced rather than dragged through a forest in the dark. She had no visible injuries, and her hands were free.Voss stood a few feet away with her white coat gone, wearing a dark jacket and mud-caked boots. She wasn't moving toward us or away from us. She was waiting.I walked in ahead of Kael.Mara looked at me first. Her eyes ran over my face, then down to my hands, checking for injury. She gave a short nod."You look terrible," Mara said."You were kidnapped," I replied."Briefly," she said, sliding off the hood and moving without any stiffness, which meant Marcus hadn't hurt her. "They grabbed me from the arena. Four men, coordinated entry. They knew exactly where I'd be and when.""We know," Kael said, stepping up beside me. His eyes were on Voss.Voss looked back
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