Fifty-Eight
Back in the interrogation room...
“And what did happen after that? Would you mind telling us about all the fascinating traits that you have observed about the great Noor? I hope your explanation will please Wahid. What do you say, Abner? Should we invite our brother Wahid in the interrogation? Huh?” Suri asked rather sarcastically, peering deep in Yodhya’s dark eyes. His nose was scrunched up, and his face dripped with exhaustion.
However, upon having a closer look, one could tell that he was on the verge of drowsing off. The sheikh was both piqued and restless at the Yodhya’s never-ending monologues. He wanted facts that could help him decide and never intended on listening to her thousand and one tells of adventures. He was sure, he was dealing with a spy and he did
