Amir left Serena's room and strode towards his office, feeling less energetic, light-headed. He had a slight headache from his overindulgence with the wine the previous evening. Still business and a meeting with his brother beckoned him. As per the old saying, there really was no rest for the wicked.
"What's up?" His brother Zubair asked as Amir walked in, much later than usual. Zubair stared at his watch, then back at Amir to emphasize his point.
Tired and restless, Amir didn't bother to answer. He ignored Zubair's unspoken question. He just said, "I had something to take care of this morning."
"Hmm." Zubair took a seat on the couch along the wall of the office and crossed his ankle over his knee. "I heard you had lunch with Rashid yesterday?"
"Yes. He offered someone to me and asked
