Chapter 26 XXVI

Ismail and I have arrived at the hotel where we are meeting the owner to discuss our app, but he or she hasn t arrived yet. I am about to suggest to Ismail that maybe we should leave, when a guy who looks like he just rushed out of bed walks up to our table.

"I am so sorry for being late Mr Uthman, I had an unexpected issue I had to deal with," he says with a thick French accent while adjusting his tie. He is tall, over 6 feet, has black hair, a lean build and doesn t look older than 26 or 27.

"It s fine, Mr. Baron," Ismail answers.

"And who might this lovely lady be?" Mr Baron asks, checking me out from head to toe with lust in his eyes.

"I am Miss Isa," I say primly, trying not to sound hostile because I don t like the way he is looking at me.

"If I had known such a pretty lady was waiting for me, I would have come sooner," Mr Baron says smirking.

"I think we should get back to the reason we are here," Ismail interrupts in a stern voice.