Zeenia wondered what Shanaya was talking about? What ugly things could there be? She was still so young. It seemed impossible that she was caught up in any criminal activity. The worst Zeenia could think of was being an assassin. "How long will you be gone?" she asked Shanaya.
Shanaya shrugged. "Maybe two weeks. I don't know. Trust me, I don't want to stay there long. But I might have to sort certain things out."
"What things? What's going on with you?" Zeenia asked.
A head shake, as delicate as Zeenia's heart. "I will tell you the next time I see you."
Zeenia stepped towards her, one hand brushing against Shanaya's cheek. "I hope you will be okay."
"Me too, Zeenia."
Shanaya pulled her into an embrace and gave her one last kiss. Zeenia knew it would be the last for now. The desperati
