"I'm not sure we should be here Anya," Claudia whispered to her friend as they entered a dark building in the heart of the city's most seedy district. "I'm all for taking our friendship to the next level, but I thought you meant a bottle of wine, listening to classic rock on the radio and pouring out our recent tragic heartbreaks to each other."

Anya laughed and, taking Claudia's hand, squeezed it. The two women stood like night and day next to each other on the threshold of ...