Baba and Irsa. Shiva . . . and Tariq. She meant something to them. And she would not disgrace their memory of her by making a scene. Her failure was disgrace enough. As the soldiers pushed open the doors into the dawn and Shahrzad saw her death before her, it was this last thought that thrust its final weight upon her, breaking the dam. Shiva. Silent tears streamed down her face, unchecked.
