Ping frowned in frustration. “So if it’s not that useful, why did your benefactor put them here in the first place?”
Now puzzlement filled Quraish’s face. “Our benefactor says they will bring back the rain. He explained how, but honestly, I didn’t understand it.”
Jam asked with bemusement. “So this fellow drove off the terrorists, built a solar farm, and plans to make the desert bloom. I’m almost afraid to ask: what else does he do?”
Quraish’s dreamy expression returned. “He teaches from the Quran.” He winced. “And more recently, he brought us vaccine, and made us all take shots lest we suffer if the plague in America reached us.”
Ping muttered to Jam. “Quite the jack of all trades.”
Jam smiled back mischievously. “Remind you of anyone?”
Ping looked dazed, as if she had been struck i
