Indebted To The Sheikh by Ana Sparks & Holly Rayner

Indebted To The Sheikh by Ana Sparks & Holly Rayner

Author:Ana Sparks & Holly Rayner [Sparks, Ana & Rayner, Holly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-05T16:00:00+00:00


Not wanting to miss my flight, I managed to keep awake in the terminal by pacing and watching the sunrise through the windows, turning the sky from dark mauve to lilac to pale pink. Before turning off my phone, I sent Salman a quick text, letting him know that my plane was boarding and that I would be arriving in about sixteen hours.

After the week I’ve had, you can’t imagine how much I’m looking forward to getting out of Phoenix for a couple days, I told him sincerely. I’ll tell you all about it when I get there.

But, I wondered as I prepared to board, would he even be interested in hearing about it? Salman had been gregarious and attentive during that first dinner, but the meeting at the lawyer’s, and my subsequent offer, had irrevocably altered the dynamic between us. We would both be going into this next encounter with only one thing on our minds.

I arrived in London at midnight, local time. The wristwatch I had brought with me, a gift from my late mother, displayed the time in Phoenix: four p.m. After a layover of an hour and a half, I boarded my flight to Qia and landed at Jubal International Airport at ten a.m. According to the watch, it was now eleven p.m. in Phoenix.

As I shuffled off the plane, I wondered, with a bleary feeling, what had transpired at home that day during my absence—how Patricia was faring being at home alone, whether Clay had broken up with Leah like he had said he was going to, and if Irene had started on the follow-up assignment for Taos.

As I walked through the airport, I looked around suspiciously, wondering if David Icarus had sent Fire Cloud security personnel to spy on me in Qia. What would they even look like? Would they wear trench coats and sunglasses? Jeans and black T-shirts? I’d be sure to keep an eye out for anyone who appeared to be following me.

I texted Salman to let him know that I had arrived and seated myself on a bench to await his response. Remembering how busy he had been when I’d first met him, I expected him to send someone to fetch me. Undoubtedly, I would find him at home, busily poring over spreadsheets with a tumbler full of bourbon in one hand. “Let’s make this quick,” he would say, and lead me without fanfare into the bedroom to complete our ill-advised business arrangement. That done, I would be handed the book, escorted unceremoniously out of the room by palace guards, and shown the door.

So, it came as a surprise when he texted back to say, “I’m outside.”

When I asked him what he was driving, he said, “You’ll know it when you see it, I think. It’s hard to miss.”

Faintly puzzled and half-expecting to find him parked in a helicopter hovering like a black beetle just over the parking lot, I stepped outside into the bright sunlight. There on the curb sat



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