Chapter Three
Khaled Al Khatani
After waking up in the early afternoon and ordering room service, we showered and took a cab over to Obsessions. We didn’t say anything to each other about our interlude from last night. I suppose we both knew there was a job to be done. There could be no distraction from our mission.
At Obsessions, my Handler talked through the play one last time and then went out onto the floor to join Mr. Jefferson. Against my instincts I agreed to wear a wire under my skimpy Obsessions halter top. I sat waiting nervously in Jefferson’s office with Rasheed. We stared at the various sections of the club captured by the security cameras on our Jefferson’s computer screen.
Khaled Al Khatani arrived at the appointed time with his entourage of three men and the three pret
