Mumbai at night was a creature of its own, restless and alive. The air was heavy with the smells of smoke and fried food coming from the street. It was the kind of city that swallowed you whole, making you feel invincible admits the chaos. To Mira, that made it perfect.
They hadn't stepped out of the apartment since they arrived here. Inside though, the atmosphere was starting to feel stifling. Being locked in for days was beginning to take a toil. But Mira couldn't risk them being seen in the street. At least not yet.
Raquel stood near the window, gripping the curtains tightly with her fingers. She wasn't looking at the street so much as staring at her own reflection in the glass, her new reflection. A shadow of her former self. Her new name, Sofia Liard felt strange in her head, like a bad life she'd been forced into.
"You're too close to the window," Mira said without glancing up from the laptop she was typing in. "Step back. You want the whole Mumbai to know that we're here?"
