Chapter 34Miksa was having a coffee at a cafe near the Eiffel tower in Paris when Azhar sat down. A waiter walked over, and he ordered a coffee. When the waiter walked away, Azhar looked over to Miksa, who was staring and waiting.
“I have our new documents and tickets for a flight to Los Angeles tonight at 8:00. Don’t go back to the apartment; the authorities are watching it.”
“I have packed everything I needed yesterday, Azhar, and have it over at Mohamed’s apartment.”
“Good. I will meet you at the airport at 6:30. We will be picked up at the John Wayne airport and taken to a house in Tustin, California, near Los Angeles. There we can finish the work.”
“Are you sure, Azhar? It’s already November. The Grammys are only three months away. Why aren’t we further along?”
“Everything is fin
