Thirteen
The penthouse was an impressive one, situated at the top of a building recently constructed in downtown Los Angeles. From here, one could see all the way to the Pacific Ocean when standing on the west side of the enormous apartment, while the windows that faced east showcased the San Gabriel Mountains, now with a faint dusting of snow from the last storm that had passed through. Malik doubted the snow would last very long, not with the mild temperatures that had followed.
This was exactly the sort of place he had expected to find Amaal al-Tariq, Omar’s younger brother.
Not that tracking down the other djinn had been precisely easy. Amaal was not one who had taken a Chosen, and so he could not be found in any of the human/djinn settlements that sprang into existence after the He
