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The taxi stopped at a street corner a few blocks away from Zahur’s palace, and Killian paid the man. We got out together and looked around for a moment. The island neighborhood in the middle of the city reeked of diesel like everywhere else, but I could see parks, and there were occasional breaks in the constant stream of traffic. By comparison, it was almost peaceful.

“It’s almost Manhattan.” Killian grimaced.

I shook my head with a smile. “I think Manhattan might smell better.”

He laughed sarcastically. “Now I know why people say you’re funny.”

“Dickhead.”

Killian looked around at the total lack of cover. “I’ve got an idea.”

He walked confidently into a several-story bank. The powerful air conditioner shocked my system, but I followed his lead. He marched up to the counter.

“Hello, I’m an international investor, and I need to see your roof.”

The woman frowned, then called in Arabic to another teller. The man hurried over.

“American?” he asked.

Killian nodded. “Yes, I’m in ta
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