Chapter 120: Farez, Carla

Friday. Closed Store, Beirut, Lebanon.

FAREZ GLANCED UP AND down the quiet street.

Hani was gone. He hadn't come back after the confrontation, and Farez hoped he stayed gone. Hani and his friends were trouble. Farez had been too desperate to pull this plan off to see the truth about the kid until it was too late.

The original plan had been to hold their guest in the old restaurant between homes where they'd be able to keep an eye on the street. It would also allow them to comfortably care for their guest. The truth was, no one involved in this plan was young anymore.

This Ashton Khoury was going to destroy the way of life they'd known for decades.

The sounds of the ocean and city melded together, creating the soundtrack he'd grown up with. He'd been born here, raised his children here, and he intended to die here. But he wouldn't keep his home if he didn't have work, and with so many places along the waterfront shutting down, hope was dwindling.

Farez ducked into the shu