Chapter One Hundred And Twenty Six
The big, expensive Maybach car drove away into the dark night. It was gone, but the bad feeling in the parking lot did not go away. The air felt very thick, heavy, and full of stress. It was the kind of feeling that makes it hard to breathe easily.
Khalid stood completely still for a very long time. He looked like a statue made of stone. His body was very big, tall, and strong, but right now, every single muscle in his frame was tight and hard. His hands were squeezed into tight fists down by his sides. He did not move a single inch for what felt like many minutes. Then, slowly, he turned his body around to look at me. When I looked into his dark eyes, I saw a massive storm of feelings. I could see that he was very angry, but I could also see that he wa
