Chapter 58

Zeidan Bran stood facing the long widows, dressed in a black tuxedo, white shirt, and black Italian leather shoes. He was wearing a golden Rolex wristwatch and his hair was still wet. He looked very cheery and why not, his wife sat a few inches away, looking at some papers scattered across the table. Her hair was worn down and it made her look more beautiful. He remembered what had happened the night before and his heart skipped a beat at how much he had enjoyed every inch of her. He walked up to her and stared down at the papers she was looking through. "What are those?" He asked. "These are the printed CCTV footage from the time you arrived in Los Angeles and when you went to see Samantha. I thought the unknown person might have come to your company to do something. But to do what?" "You don't possibly mean that she came here to look for me thinking I would come here straight but didn't see me?" "Probably," Lyne answered. "But, you arrived so late at night so when did the gir