Rashid

After finally getting Lyla to calm down, I tucked her into bed to sleep for a while.

Since my sister and Javier had come over from Dubai, she’d barely slept at all, which was something that I didn’t blame her for. She was too nervous for what was to come, worried that this plan, as solid as it seemed it was, would fail and we would be forced to go back home empty-handed.

In the back of my mind, I was worried about that ...