I nodded. “We came to find clues. To see if there was a way to free him from that cycle you mentioned.”
The shrug repeated—or had simply remained. “I’m guessing I know as much as you do.” His frown deepened. “Or maybe more.” He pointed my way. “You’re cursed as well. Have you figured that part out yet?”
I grabbed for the genie’s hand. The man on the bed noticed the gesture. A smile managed its way up his face.
I knew what the smile was for. I looked at Genie. “I knew you’d been with other men before.” I pointed to the other man in question. “You, too?”
The smile grew. “He’s hard to resist.”
Tell me about it. Still, I brought the subject back around. “How am I cursed? I can go anywhere I want, buy anything I want.”
The man rose from the bed, walked over to us, stood a foot in front of
