บท 216: Chapter 216: Zak, Ivy

Tuesday. Jabir al Saud's Home. Riyadh, Saudi Arabia.

ZAK FROWNED AT THE darkened house. The sudden hush intensified the surrounding silence. At least out on the patio. He could hear the confused voices of the other guests melding together into a dull roar.

What the fuck just happened?

Where was Jabir's generator?

Dots of light sprang up as people began using their cell phones as flashlights. Another set of doors to the dining hall opened and people trickled out.

Yousef must be losing his shit right about now.

Zak smirked and turned back down the path.

He wasn't going in that house until the power was back on. Too many bodies, not enough air. Not his idea of a fun time.

Fucking Killam.

Zak kicked a rock on the path.

That asshole. What right did he have to interfere last night? Where did he get off being one of that idiot Jabir's closest friends?

Zak reached the end of the path.