Twelve
Khan led her to the staircase. “Let’s take the high ground, shall we?”
Grace was pulled through the leopards and antelopes, pandas and elephants. A capuchin monkey ran up the bannister ahead of them. “Do you give everyone a tour of your music hall on their first visit?”
He gave her a sheepish smile. “No. But I do greet all new inductees on their first night with us. Because you were late, I had the pleasure of welcoming the others before you arrived. That means you have me all to yourself.”
Fortunate for me, she thought.
“Unlike Adams, however, I can see when a woman is not interested in my attention. Was I wrong in sensing that you wanted to talk more?”
Grace had hoped that she wasn’t so transparent. She pasted together a story. “I’m very curious about Egg Island and its memb
