Four
Nasim didn’t know why Bailey’s words had irritated him so much. After all, on the surface, they’d been true enough. If it weren’t for the djinn and the havoc they’d wreaked on this world, she wouldn’t have been forced to spend more than half a year on the run, grabbing what food she could, never having enough.
Then again, judging by those few details she’d just told him about her childhood, it didn’t sound as though she’d ever had much.
Despite his irritation, pity moved through him. He did not pretend to know everything about the intricacies of human civilization, but it sounded as though Bailey had been one of those forgotten children who never had a true home or a family who cared for her. No wonder she was so prickly, even with the potent drug she’d taken doing its best to file
