Starley held her breath. Was Raul drunk? Or had he been poisoned by the food they just ate? Making Raul start to ramble.
"Raul, do you forget where we are?" Starley asked, trying to appear unaffected. Although she felt her body starting to get restless now.
"In Dubai," Raul replied, looking relaxed.
"We're in our enemy's residence, oh my god." Starley corrected in a very soft voice, glaring at Raul.
Raul's eyes sparkled with amusement. "So?" Raul asked.
"So we shouldn't be messing around," Starley replied firmly. Raul studied Starley's face for a moment.
"Are you Starley? Because the Starley I know doesn't like to be this cautious," Raul whispered. And at that moment, Starley felt challenged. Yes, usually, she was never this stiff. She had a rebellious spirit. But their current situation was truly risky. They could be discovered at any moment if they were found to be the fake Mr. and Mrs. Al-Masri.
