Chapter 44

Tariq Al-Farsi stepped out of the elevator, the metal doors sliding shut behind him with a soft hiss. His phone vibrated in his pocket. He pulled it out and answered without slowing his pace toward the apartment door. "Sir," Karim's voice came through the line, precise and professional. "News from the Malik Al-Gharb. He has dispatched his men. They have just delivered the invitation to the succession ceremony to the Ghazi family." "Okay, got it," Tariq replied. He hung up and tucked the...