Midnight Sun

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“Ali aga, how long will the meeting be today?” Kharzai fidgeted as he spoke, looking out the window at the dusty landscape that passed them by.

Ali turned in the front passenger seat and glared at Kharzai over the top edge of his mirrored sunglasses.

“Al Gul, your wedding plans will be as scheduled.” Ali used the cover name Kharzai was known by among the Taliban and allied organizations. “The old man made that very clear.”

“How did you know that’s what I was thinking?”

“Because that girl is the only thing you have been talking about for a week.”

“I’ve talked about more than Leila this week.”

“No.” Ali shook his head. “No, you have not.”

“I did too.” Kharzai looked indignant. “I told you we needed to resupply the ammo cache at Bahawalpur.”

“That was business. I mean, other than business, you have not brought up any other subject but this girl you want so bad. If you were so horny, you should have just gotten a prostitute. Hell, get a young boy to take around as your pupil…at least you won’t have to worry about making more kids that way.”

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