Two days later, Tarek was in London. It was against the better judgment of Junayd and Dr. Fuah, but he had to know if he was going crazy. Every piece of intel indicated that Idella had been at her club in New York during his attack. There had been no flight plans filed to Jawahir. No overseas trips until this one.
His chest tightened when the lights dimmed and the music started. A cloud of fog appeared, and Idella emerged from it, rising ten feet above the stage on an elevated platform. She was silhouetted by the red lights behind her, and the overall effect made it look as if she were rising out of flames.
Then… she began to sing. Her sultry voice sent invisible silken threads winding around him. The power behind her words caused goosebumps to rise along his arms. She slowly descended t
