Chapter Four
Hasan made himself ignore the closed door across the hallway when he went to bed that night. And when he got up in the morning, he went about his preparations as he always did — a leisurely bath, followed by the selection of his garments for the day. As best he could, he tried to put from his mind the image of Jordan huddled in the window seat, trying to hold back her tears. The troubles of a single human should not concern him in the least.
All the same, he would have to decide what to do with her. Should he let her out, or bring her another tray of food?
Best to let her out, at least on a trial basis. If she proved to be troublesome, he could always confine her to her room again. Of course, that begged the question of his plans for the female on a long-term basis, but he
