Fifteen
The next morning, Malik traveled to downtown Los Angeles. Not too early, because he knew Amaal was not much of early riser. Actually, his greatest fear was that Amaal would have no reason to leave his penthouse today, that he would stay the entire time holed up in the coldly luxurious residence he’d taken for his own.
Well, if that happened, then Malik would return the next day. And the next, even though the thought of having to wait that long felt as though it would kill him. Sooner or later, Amaal al-Tariq would have to venture out. And if he did not, well, Malik would concoct some kind of ruse to get the other djinn to leave his home. In that moment, Malik vowed to himself that he would do whatever he must in order to track the fire elemental to his brother’s hiding place.
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