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font color="000000">Dammit, where the hell was Abram?
"Abram isn’t here, Jafar," she stated from the seam of the door and frame "He told hter through the heavy wood "Put your scarf on and simply open the door I do not intend to enter the room"
She looked to where Tariq watched froave him a look of desperation and silentlyagain at her and disappearing into the other roo the locks she opened the door several inches and stared at Jafar and the figure clothed in black fro usually only worn in the strictest of areas
Behind the mesh screen of the burqa, feh the shape and color were iure stood Jafar, as his odd, al, onisht of him and it was all she could do to keep her lips clarinned at her, a brow arching in a ance that for a second, he rery, brother," the feaze jerked back to the shrouded figure and struggled to peer behind the
"Chalah?" she whispered uncertainly, hopefully, though suspicion was bloo inside her
"I told you she would rehter spilled froet rid of e’s eyes flicked to Jafar once again How cruel of hi the sister who had once been her friend to betray her
She eased back slowly, allowing the door to open as she kept a wary eye on Jafar She trusted hi to use the sister he had once see up on his head, and she hoped the weight of them buried him Quickly
"It’s about tie closed the door in Jafar’s laughing face
"I thought you were still in college," Paige stated as she locked the door, her brows lifting as the burqa cas just dark enough to give her a perpetually tanned look Cutoff shorts and a snug camisole that shaped her full breasts and e yourself today, aren’t you there, Chalah?" she drawled
Chalah rolled her eyes "I hear the Matawa deserted this damned place about the saious police were the terror of any woh to draw their notice
"How in the hell did you et your ass in this situation?" Chalah propped her hands on her hips as she glared back at Paige
Long black hair was confined in a thick heavy braid Exotic, honey brown eyes, thickly lashed, were sparkling as her lips pursed in irritation
"An argue adures it was that oaf’s fault," Chalah retorted as she crossed her aruess, he didn’t handle catching you in that tight, hot eled her brows suggestively
Paige stared back at her in surprise as she drew the scarf from her head and draped it over the back of the couch
"How did you know about that?" she asked suspiciously
She knew neither Khalid nor Marty would have told of the incident To do so would have endangered Abra around the rooe an impish look froe shrugged "He was gone when I awoke thisat Khalid’s that night"
Chalah shot her a dark look as she paced around the roo When she e she shook her head, her expression pensive
"Because Khalid either has one of Azir or Jafar’s spies, or a very gossipy employee on his payroll" Chalah kept her voice low "nd if you dare let anyone know I told you that, even Abrah to return to the US and finish e closed her eyes for a second before turning, her handto rub at the side of her head wearily Her temple throbbed with stress
"Is it Abdul?" she asked as she turnd back, knowing it would break Khalid and Mary’s heart if it were thehim
"How simple would that be?" Chalah rolled her eyes expressively "But, no such luck I’m afraid all I know for sure is that it’s a female A very vindictive one who’s either in the house or in the e information to the commander of the terrorist cell Ayid and Aht Jafar coirl suspiciously and wondered what the hell was going on
Chalah gave a brief shake of her head as regret twisted her expression
"No, Paige," she whispered, her voice barely audible now "Jafar has taken Ayid and Aman’s place as a mere leader, but they were never commanders Even Jafar doesn’t knoho the co so he does not ask"
Pain flashed in Chalah’s eyes at the ad part of the cell
"Does Jafar know anything about hi in her eyes
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