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CHAPTER FOUR
HERREVELATIONDIDnot send him scurrying to apologise, although Maggie doubted that this man had ever scurried or apologised to anyone in his life, though she stated her case again. ‘There’s been a mix-up. You see, I’m not Suzanne.’
‘Of course you’re not.’ He gave a dismissive shrug. ‘I hardly expected you to use your real name.’
‘But I know who she is...’ Maggie was starting to see how it had happened. Oh, she had no idea what Suzanne was up to and what he might want with her, but she could now see what had occurred tonight. ‘I used Suzanne’s ticket to go on the desert tour. It was a last-minute change of plan.’
‘So where is she now?’
‘I’m not sure.’ Maggie chose to be evasive, rather than reveal that Suzanne had left earlier for Dubai. ‘But whatever she’s involved in has nothing to do with me.’
‘It haseverythingto do with you!’
‘I’m not Suzanne,’ she said again. ‘My name is Maggie. Maggie Delaney. I don’t even know who you are.’
That seemed to amuse him.
His mouth spread into a smile and he walked over to her.
Right over.
He came into her space, and as his hand moved towards her she flinched; he gripped her chin and forced her face up.
She refused to meet his eyes as he spoke.
‘Allow me to introduce myself. I am Sheikh Ilyas al-Razim...’
She knew that name and her eyes met his then and all trace of that smile was gone. Contempt blazed in his eyes and his fingers were firm on her jaw as he spoke on. ‘You shall deal with me now, rather than an aide. I have decided to cut the snake off at the head myself.’
‘I don’t know what you want with me.’
He released her then and went over to a low dark table where he retrieved a folder, which he held out to her.
‘Did you enjoy your day on the royal yacht?’ he asked.
With shaking hands Maggie took the folder and opened it. A photo of her wearing just a bikini was the first thing she saw.
In it she was smiling, but Maggie could well remember the awkwardness of that moment and could see the grit of her teeth. It paled in comparison to her discomfort now as she realised she had been photographed and that he must have examined it.
‘There are more,’ he told her.
And there were, for there she was lying on a bed as Hazin came into the cabin.
Maggie felt sick.
‘Keep going,’ he said calmly.
The next was an image of the royal prince whose cabin she had inadvertently ended up in. Hazin was laughing and naked! Very quickly she jerked her eyes away, but there was no solace for her gaze went straight to Ilyas’s.
And his eyes were not kind.
‘What is your relationship with my brother?’ he asked.
Oh, this was the older brother Hazin had spoken less than fondly of.
‘Answer the question. What is your relationship with my brother?’
‘I don’t have one.’
