Chapter 31Samir was back in the driver’s seat of his rental car which was becoming filthier by the hour. Boredom had overtaken him several hours ago, and he had started playing some fad game on his cellphone. Watching a person as they went about their day was often a particularly dull task, and this target was no exception. Samir was starting to wonder if watching paint dry would actually be more entertaining.
With his game failing to hold his attention, Samir decided to take a walk to the deli he was at earlier. The girl behind the counter had claimed the moussaka was halal certified which Samir very much doubted. Why would he take the word of a young American girl who probably wasn’t a virgin despite not being married? The food was pretty good though.
Samir grabbed his phone, locked th
