Returning to the hotel within the Green Zone from Yusuf's villa, it was already past ten at night.
The night sky in Baghdad was unusually clear, with stars scattered across it. However, the barbed wire around the Green Zone, the occasional glint of armored vehicles at street corners, and fully armed soldiers continued to remind people that peace had yet to be restored here.
Samir stood in front of the hotel room's floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the city shrouded in darkness outside the Green Zone, his brows furrowed tightly.
The daytime meeting with Duke and the evening conversation with Yusuf made him feel like he was shuttling between two completely different worlds.
"Still pondering tonight's matters?"
Song Heping's voice came from behind.
He had already changed into casual wear, holding two cups of tea in his hands.
Samir turned around and took the teacup: "Boss, even though Yusuf is my cousin, do you think he's really trustworthy? I mean... he's just too slick."
