She took out a flask and took small sips from it. Cheka seemed to have fun gazing out onto the views. That assassin, she knew him from somewhere. She would never admit where she knew [REDACTED] from. As that would cost her a lot more then she could handle. Don't bite off more then you can chew. No?
She placed a blanket over Cheka. The closer they got to Night Raven College, the colder it got. Cheka eventually fell asleep, while she stayed awake. Contemplating every little decision she had made. Was what she did to [REDACTED] and his wife [REDACTED]?
Should she even be here right now? Does she even deserve her job? After her past occupation before a bodyguard and an antique shop owner. She was a [REDACTED]. These thoughts swirled up in her head like a sandstorm. She drifted off slowly. She slept up straight, while Cheka was all snuggled up in his blanket.
