Chapter 15The sun was dipping into the horizon of the grimy day when Vidyut faced Shabnam across the wide expanse of a table strewn with papers, with Iris’ and Emily’s applications on top. Shabnam tapped a sheaf gently with her pencil. “This Indian girl will pay at least ten thousand dollars over the market price. We can get more, I’m sure.”
Vidyut’s eyes narrowed. “I have brought Emily all the way from America for this baby. I am telling you, it will be impossible to explain a change of plans.”
Shabnam’s right hand swatted at the air gently, “This baby, that baby, what’s the difference? I will find a replacement baby for Emily in two days, I guarantee it.”
Vidyut looked away as he sipped beer from a dark bottle. The Flying Horse beer was well-chilled, just as he liked it.
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