-Say Aunt Mia I'm going to heal inh? Asked little Carmelia, pulling down her dressing gown which had been pulled up for her exams, her big blue eyes innocently resting on Mia who, with a smile on her lips, knelt down to stand at her height.
- But of course my little princess. You will recover completely and you will be able to play as you want with your friends.
-Did you hear mom? I will heal. Mom she said I'm going to get well. Then jumped the little girl running into her mother's arms.
Heartbroken, Mia couldn't stop a lone tear from falling from her eye. Not because she lied to that little girl. Not far from here. His ethics would not allow it. But rather because she had witnessed all the moments of pain that this 6-year-old baby had to go through during his long illness which was now healing. And yet despite everything, at no time did she complain. She was incredibly optimistic and joyful for a child her age going through a situation like hers.
-Cora please if it's not an emergency, I'll see the next patient in 10 minutes. Possible ?
- Yes of course Miss Khelani. I'll make him wait. Are you sure you're okay?
If she was okay? No . But did she have the right to condemn her little patients to her absence because every morning since her narrowly failed marriage she woke up with an enormous weight of sadness and bitterness on her heart ? No they don't deserve that and she can't let them because of a situation the are not responsible of . Thanks God this morning, she had no time to complain on her sad life because of a straight-up warrior straight out of the period books came to wake her up. Just thinking about it sent shivers down her spine. Strangely, despite the fear he inspired in her, this moment of exchange with him had done her the greatest good. It was the first time since her pseudo-marriage that she let her crazy nature run free in front of a stranger.
-Doctor Kellhani ? Are you sure all is good? Maybe I should cancel or postpone all your appointments for today so that you can take a rest ?
The distant voice of her assistant brought her back to the present time.
- It won't be necessary Cora I'm fine. Thanks for worrying but it's really not worth it. I just need a moment to prepare myself to meet my next new friend. She replied with a smile on her face, giving the latter a friendly pat before going to her office.
-Welcome… It was with a broad smile that Mia bent down to greet her new patient after opening the door to him and his mother, who wore on her face the concern common to all mothers who came to her office for the first time.
-Hello doctor Khelani.Nice to meet you. The young boy's mother greeted her. But her son, like all her little patients on their first arrival, ran to grab her mother's hands to escape her. Mia didn't take offense and stood up, keeping her smile on her face;
- Hello ma'am. Another one who thinks he's going to get stung outright right? She asked, nodding at the young boy.
The mother nodded with a slight smile and sat down on one of the chairs in front of Mia's desk, who was also sitting down.
"So tell me, what brings you here? What's is the problem and how I can help you ?"
This jerk obviously didn't really know who he was dealing with. He seemed to believe that his limited powers on American soil were reliable life insurance. But he was seriously mistaken. Although his hands were somewhat tied by American laws, it was nonetheless true that the American authorities needed the wealth of his country to continue to develop theirs. Riches to which for the moment he refused to give them access out of distrust of their greed. The same greed that was the reason for the presence of this individual in the office of his hotel suite.
- Listen to me very carefully, although the death penalty has been abolished here, I would point out to you that it is not in my country; The one where I reign supreme. And believe me that given the position of the authorities of your country towards me, negotiating your extradition will only take me a few days, a week at most. I hate to stay in this country and I would like to quickly get back the two million dollars that you stole from my country. But if you force me to spend a few more days here, be sure that I will not be happy at all and you are the one I will vent on once your extradition is obtained. Low, almost silent, his current tone was no more than a whisper and yet the thinly veiled threat he had just voiced managed to chill the blood of the man in front of him.
Wiping with the back of his hand the large drops of sweat that beaded on his temple facing an enemy as formidable as the man in front of him, he tried to adjust his position in his chair before falling to his knees face down on the ground.
- Please let me serve my time here for fraud. I don't want to go to your country. He begged in a trembling voice
-You see, dear friend, does not depend on me but only on you. You just have to pay me back my money. Money from MY country. Answered Hackim always so threatening in an instant of course on the "MY".
- But I don't have your money anymore ! I have it... I squandered it. But I'll pay you back, I promise I'll pay you back every last penny. But please I want to be judged by American justice.
- Only words. It's your worst flaw, you strangers. You talk a lot but in the end you don't act. For me your words are null and void until they are immediately followed by concrete actions. Answered Hackim, picking up the handset to ask his friend to start the extradition process before changing his mind when a most delightful idea came to his mind.
- You can still save your ass if you manage to do something very simple for me.
Suspicious, our man stood up and asked what it was about, his voice filled with apprehension.
- Bring me back that woman you were with the night my men and I intercepted you....
What? How did he expect him to find a woman whose name he only knew?