Selena POV

No one knew who I was, all they saw was a woman covered in dust. I needed to study the area. It's been two years since I last was here.

The last time, I spoke with Morgan was the last day I showed my face.

Foolishly, Tricia thought she had escaped. That veil would be my weapon against her.

The Indian man who sold the veil to her was planted by me. He was sent to monitor the movement of everyone coming out from there.

You may ask where I lived. I lived with some ladies of ...