While Mirena was still trying to wrap her head around the turn of events, Yasmin’s small voice came from behind her.
“Y-you know each other?”
There was uncertainty in it. Fear, too—thinly veiled, like a tremor beneath calm water, but Mirena heard it all.
Jasmine nodded lightly, answering before Mirena could.
“Ms. Vance is a special someone to Madam Hayes,” she said, sharp ibservant eyes washing over Mirena. “She told me all about her over the phone yesterday.”
The introduction not only mildly surprised Mirena, but also hit Yasmin like a sudden gust of wind.
Her eyes widened, and without thinking, she bowed deeply again. “It’s an honor to meet you properly, Ms. Vance.”
Mirena stretched her band out to stop Yasmin from bowing any more than she already had.
“It’s fin
