"What do you mean by 'game plan'?" Elma asked the troublesome Sasha.
Sasha deepened her glare. "Game plan means exactly what you know it to be. So, don't try to act all innocent. Don't even, when I obviously know the truth."
"What truth?"
"I am not here to banter words with you, so don't even. State what your business is with my boss and his family, damn you! That's all I really want to know."
"Why would I be stupid enough to answer that?"
"Because between the both of us, you're the one being unreasonable. Why can't you see that you don't belong here? Are you so blind to the fact? Answer me, are you?"
"She's not," a metallic voice sounded somewhere behind Elma.
"Stay the hell out of this, Qassim," Sasha warned.
"Qassim?" Elma turned and caught on Ishaq who was speeding toward her. Her stomach dipped and she held to her breath.
