Hamza’s mother walked towards Racheal, gently placed her hand on the small of her back and began to lead her away like a child.

Racheal found herself following the woman out.

“I am sorry we could not chat over tea. I hope you visit again, I am really interested in making your acquaintance.” The woman said, while Racheal found herself meekly following her out.

Skylar was there, and if these people were lying about it, that meant she was in trouble. She remembered how Sklar called her ...