*
Trust was something which took years to build, so carefully constructed and cultivated so that it would bring two strangers closer together. It was something which couldn’t be attained in a hurry, as there was no shortcut to gaining one’s trust.
But for Sierra, she would have to learn to trust Shiela in just a single day. It was probably the hardest thing she had ever done, having to sit in front of the woman and knowing fully well that nothing would have pleased her more than seeing her father dead. Shiela didn’t even try to hide it, and it was quite clear that she was confident enough in letting her feelings be portrayed exactly the way they were.
They sat across from each other at dinner, and Sierra could hardly take her eyes off her. Every movement she made was frightening, and
