Mind Under Master – Kylie Quinn – Confession Online

Master tilted his head. "Which part?"

"Why now, Kylie?"

The booth was red velvet and shadows. Kylie Quinn sat with her hands flat on the table, palms down, as if she were trying to keep the furniture from floating away. Across from her, the man called only "Master" leaned back, his fingers steepled, his face a mask of patience. mind under master – kylie quinn – confession

"The confession is only the first step," he said. "You’ve named the theft. Now you have to return what you stole." Master tilted his head