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"May I come in?" Aliyu asked as he stood at the doorway of the study. Kabeer looked up slowly from the letter he had been reading, his eyes narrowed at the uninvited guest.
"How did you get here?" Kabeer asked calmly.
"I believe social etiquette requires that we greet each other before we start asking questions," he replied, c*****g his head. "May I come in now?"
Without waiting for a reply, Aliyu stepped into the room, his walking stick pounding on the floorboards as he reached the table. Kabeer watched his every movement closely as he lowered himself into the seat.
"I have taken the liberty of informing that slave girl of yours to bring some refreshments for us," he said as he leaned back into the chair, leaning his walking stick against Kabeer's table.
"She is not yours to
