Chapter 26 XXVIIsmail and I have arrived at the hotel where we are meeting the owner to discuss our app, but he or she hasn t arrived yet. I am about to suggest to Ismail that maybe we should leave, when a guy who looks like he just rushed out of bed walks up to our table.
"I am so sorry for being late Mr Uthman, I had an unexpected issue I had to deal with," he says with a thick French accent while adjusting his tie. He is tall, over 6 feet, has black hair, a lean build and doesn t look older than 26 or 27.
"It s fine, Mr. Baron," Ismail answers.
"And who might this lovely lady be?" Mr Baron asks, checking me out from head to toe with l**t in his eyes.
"I am Miss Isa," I say primly, trying not to sound hostile because I don t like the way he is looking at me.
"If I had known such a
