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“Yes Until thisthere’d been no problem”
He regarded her for a long silent moment “Why did you want to come to Ouaha?”
“Is that where I am?”
“Don’t act so surprised”
“I am surprised I hadn’t realized we’d left Baraka There was no border crossing—”
“A desert separates the countries, Woman”
She flinched at the “woman” but didn’t contradict hiravation “There was no plan to couides what I wanted and they set the course knowing I needed to be in Casablanca by the first of October”
“Why the first of October?”
“My visa for Baraka ends and I need to be in Morocco by then”
His thickly fringed eyes narrowed, his angular jaw thickening yet again “And so what exactly are you doing here, so far from your home?” His voice had dropped, and it was lo and deadly
“Nothing Just sightseeing”
“With rebels as your guides?”
Her pulse quickened yet again She pressed her palether, the skin damp, sticky “I don’t know their politics We never discussed—”
“But you paid them”
“Yes I needed them This part of the world is reuides”
“You’re sure they didn’t pay you?”
Tally would have laughed if the situation weren’t so precarious “For what?”
He slowly crouched down in front of the bed until he was eye to eye with her His dark gaze entle “Why don’t you tell me”