Chapter 49As soon as Khalid looked through the Judah of the door and saw Mark’s head bent and his blond curls in front of it, he opened it. “Mr. Van Krauss!” Khalid extended a hand to shake Mark’s. It wasn’t there. Instead, Mark pushed past him. “Please come in...,” Khalid said, shutting the door.
“Cut it out, Khalid..., we need to talk.”
Instantly Khalid saw the disquiet that was marring Mark’s face. “Okay, let’s sit down.” He led him through the hallway of the suite and into the sitting room. “What’s happening?”
They sat facing each other. “Before I start, may I ask you if I could have a stiff scotch?”
That request was exceptional for Mark. Truly, Khalid had never seen Mark so agitated. He got up, went to the mini-bar, pulled out a couple of the little bottles and a glass from the c
