Page 77 of Mr. Charming


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“Yes,” I said nervously.

Max had gotten me involved with some crazy shit.

Aamir pulled out a wooden box and opened the lid. Inside, I saw what appeared to be a metallic rock of some sort.

“This is one of the smaller pieces we have mined.”

“How much can you get?” I asked, reaching for it.

He pulled the box away.

“We can get as much as you want for the right price. I do not want to sell poppies like the others. You must give us a fair price. Two men have died so far getting this material.”

I nodded my head.

“I’ll need to bring the sample to Max.”

He stared at me with his ancient eyes, wrinkles running like rivers from them.

“I will trust you, but do not cross me.”

“You have nothing to worry about,” I said. “We need to keep this quiet, though. As I told you before, we’re not supposed to be transporting this stuff.”

“I will sell to the Chinese if you do not want. Rare Earth minerals are booming business.”

Logan stepped into the room.

“You ready to leave?” he asked, holding his rifle at the ready.

I glanced up at him.

“Give me a minute, okay?”

“I’ll be outside,” he said.

I turned back to Aamir.

“Thank you again,” I said, holding out a hand.

He gave me the box. I got to my feet.

“I will return soon with money and an order,” I said.

“Fine. Safe travels.”

As I walked out of the room and his simple house, I thought about my apartment back in New York City and how much I missed it. It may have been small and overpriced, but year in Afghanistan made me realize how much I had loved the space.

Outside, I saw Jade standing nearby. She walked over.

“How’d your meeting with Aamir go?”

“Fine,” I said, hating that she was so damn curious. “You get to talk to the villagers?”

“Some of them, yeah.”

“Great. We should get back.”

“This wasn’t very romantic,” she said.

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