CHAPTER 33
BACK AT THE palace, Nurah brought her brand-new, state-of-the-art laptop into the lounge.
“I don’t know how it all works. I only use it for chatting with my friends back home and surfing the internet.”
Blake lined the card up with the correct slot in the side. “I hope there’s nothing dodgy on this. No viruses or anything.”
Nurah waved a hand. “Doesn’t matter. If it breaks, I’ll just buy another one. This is so exciting! Nothing interesting ever happens to me, unless you count the time my friend Hameed’s yacht broke down and we got rescued by the navy.”
I’d much rather have her brand of excitement. I was sure I could put up with being stuck on a yacht for a few days, especially if it had music and a sun deck, which Hameed’s undoubtedly did.
Blake pushed the card in, and the
