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Was it really a surprise? A woman as smart and underrated as her?
They’d give her the perfect opportunity.
All three of them had dismissed Robin from their minds. She was relegated to the background, rarely speaking, always useful. Daar would be proud of her if he weren’t so angry.
“I found Robin in my room looking at my wallet.” He turned to look at Cassim. “She told me she didn’t have a dollar to her name, and she wanted to buy Harper a present. So she was going to steal from me.”
Cassim’s face creased. “What? That’s absurd.”
And that wasn’t the half of it.
He didn’t yet know that Daar was aware of the safety deposit box.
The door to the villa opened and Peter stepped in followed by Amaan carrying several utility bags.
“You can’t just barge in here.” Cassim pushed to his feet, the angry aura diminished by the fluffy robe wrapped around himself. “Who are you? What is the meaning of this?”
Peter ignored Cassim and locked eyes on Daar. “We have a problem.”
“You know these people? What’s going on?” Cassim continued to demand answers.
Peter glanced at Amaan, who set a laptop bag down on the kitchen counter.
“My source at the airport finally found the leak,” Amaan announced.
Daar crossed the room, blocking his brother from mind. “And?”
“One of the managers accepted a bribe from a woman.” Amaan pulled out the laptop and opened it. The screen flickered on and a blonde woman with a toothy grin stared back at him. “Her name is Jessica.”
“Jessica? What about Jessica?” Cassim’s shoulder bumped Daar’s as he leaned in to look at the picture. “She looks terrible without make-up on.”
Daar’s stomach sank.
On one hand, he knew Robin had lied to him. For what purpose, he didn’t know, but that was a fact.
on the other hand, he now knew that whoever this Jessica woman was, she was also tied to Robin.
And this whole time Daar had thought it would be his brother who fucked him over.
“Who is Jessica, Cassim?” he asked.
“She’s one of Robin’s sorority sisters. She talks too much.” Cassim glanced at Daar, frowning. “Why do you care?”
He gestured at the screen. “Because this woman has pulled information on every flight I’ve been on in the last month.”
“What? Why?” Cassim asked.
Daar wanted to know.
“She’s a lawyer,” Amaan offered. “District Attorney in Illinois.”
Cassim frowned. “Illinois?”
“Cassim?” Saaina called out.
He glanced at her, eyes going wide. “Oh. Oh!”
Daar watched the exchange with growing trepidation. “What?”
